That God forbid (that made me first your slave)
      I should in thought control your times of pleasure
      Or at your hand  the account of hours to crave
      Being your vassall  bound  to stay your leisure
      O let me suffer (being at your beck )
      The imprison'd absence of your liberty
      And patience tame, to sufferance bide each check,
      Without accusing you of injury
      Be where thou list!  Your charter  is so strong
      That you yourself  may privelage your time
      To what you will! Tis you it doth belong
      Yourself  to pardon of self doing crime
      I am to wait, though waiting it be hell
      Nor blame your pleasure  be it ill or well.




  Note the following repetitions, we find-your slave, your
times, your  hand, your  vassall, your  leisure, your  back, your liberty, your charter, your time, your  self, your self, your pleasure.
  This sonnet is also addressed by Bacon to King James and is a continuation of his thoughts expressed in the preceding Sonnet No.57.
  Having repeated that he is the King's slave  he writes, God forbid that he should consider that he had any right to control the King being his vassal and slave bound (by oath) to perform the King's wishes (stay your leisure) that being at the beck (call) of the King-he must suffer and tame his patience (to endure suffering) and bide each check (restraint) and suffer without accusing the King of injury (the injury which he had suffered by being falsely accused of bribery) that the King being where he lists (pleases). That the King may privelage (use to advantage)
his time to do whatsoever he pleases and that as King he was above the law, so he could pardon himself of any crime that he had committed.  Bacon then says that he has to wait on the King's pleasure though doing so was hell and that he must not blame the King for anything the King does, either good or bad.
  Here again this sonnet could not have been written by WillShakspere who was never a vassal (a slave) to anybody and could not accuse anyone of injuring him in any way.


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