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Epicedium.

What needs, thy Monument be rais'd?
What needs, the Muses sing thy worth?
What needs, thy memory be prais'd?
Or what needs Art, thy fame set forth?
Let Art, time, gold, the Muse, and Men,
Guild falshood, folly, ignorance:
Let them conspire gainst thee; and then,
The more they shall thy worth aduance.
They worke, write, raile, or praise to please,
“But Truth giues vertue, life, not these.