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Mistress Fitton

SONNET NO. 132

 


     Thine eyes I love, and they as pitying me,
     Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain
     Have put on black, and loving mourners be
     Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain,
     And truly not the morning sun of heaven
     Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east,
     Nor that full star that ushers in the even
     Doth half that glory to the sober west
     As those two morning eyes become thy face:
     0, let it then as well beseem thy heart
     To mourn for me since mourning doth thee grace,
     And suit thy pity like in every part.
     Then will I swear beauty herself is black,
     And all they foul that thy complexion lack.

 


Note the repetition of certain words, we find-eyes, eyes,
thy heart, thy heart, thy pity, thy complexion, black, black,
morning, morning.

Here Bacon tells Mistress Fitton that he loves her eyes which
pity him knowing that her heart torments him with disdain
(scorn) that her eyes are black mourning for him and looking
with pretty ruth (sorrow) on his pain.  That the morning sun
does not become the east nor that full star (the evening star)
the west better than her two eyes become her face.  -He asks
her to let her heart mourn for him also since mourning becomes
her and suit (provide) her pity.  That if she does this-he will
swear that beauty is black and that all who lack her complexion
(Colour) are foul (disfigured).

 

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