Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage
    Thy merit  hath my duty  strongly knit,
    To thee I send this written embassage,
    To witness duty, not to show my wit ,
    Duty  so great, which wit so poor as mine,
    May make seem bare, in wanting words to show it
    But that I hope some good conceit of thine
    In thy souls thought (all naked) will bestow it;
    Till whatsoever star that guides my moving,
    Points on me graciously with fair aspect
    And puts apparel on my tatter'd  loving
    To shew me worthy  of thy sweet respect;
    Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee
    Till then-not show my head where thou mayst prove me.


                                                               Note the repetition of the following words, we find-duty,

duty, my  duty, my  love, my  wit, my  moving, my  totter'd, my  head.

1st and 2nd Lines. Thy merit (goodness) has bound me to
                   serve you dutifully as a vassal (servant).
3rd and 4th Lines. Duty and embassage-see Henry VIII, Act
                   2, Scene 3, where we read-" This token
                   of my duty this embassage.
12th Line.         Worthy of your regard.

  This sonnet is addressed by the man who wrote this sonnet
to the Lord of his love, to Apollo the Greek patron of poetry.
The word totter'd in the 11th Line means torn.  He writes that
he may not show his head.  If Will Shakspere wrote this-why
could he not show his head? He had no reason to conceal what
he had written or done.


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