If the dull substance of my flesh were thought,
Injurious distance  should not stop my way;
For then-despite of space, I would be brought,
From limits far remote, where  thou dost stay,
No matter then although my foot did stand
Upon the farthest earth removed from thee,
For nimble thoughts  can jump both sea and land
As soon as think the place where he would be.
But, ah! thought  kills me that I am not thought,
To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone
But that so much of earth and water wrought,
I must attend times leisure with my moan.
Receiving naught by elements so slow
But heavy tears, badges of eithers woe.


          Note the repetition of a certain word, we find-thought,
        thoughts, thought, thought.

         1st Line.  Thought (Bacon in his own writings states that
                    thought is quick).
         2nd Line.  Says that injurious distance  shall not stop his
                    thought (which is quick).
         4th Line.  Where-to the place where.
        11th Line.  Wrought-composed of.

          Here Bacon tells Marguerite that although fate had decided that he must leave her, his thoughts can take him back to the place where she is and can leap across space to her wherever she might be.



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