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Not for thyself, but for the sake of Song, / Strive to succeed as others have, who gave / Their lives unto her; shaping sure and strong / Her lovely limbs that made them god and slave.
Not for thyself, but for the sake of Art, / Strive to advance beyond the others' best; / Winning a deeper secret from her heart / To hang it moonlike 'mid the starry rest.