SONNET NO. 66
Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry,-
And to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly (doctor-like ) controlling skill,
And simple truth miscall'd simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill:
Tir'd with all these, from these would I be gone,
Save that, to die, I leave my love alone.
Note the repetition of certain words, we find-tir'd, tir'd,
and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and.
1st Line. All these refers to the evils mentioned in the lines
3rd Line. Jollity = a state of splendour.
10th Line. Doctorlike-with the air of one who knows.
11th Line. Simplicity-idiocy.
12th Line. Means that good is a prisoner in the hands of evil.
The words in this sonnet in no way apply to the life of Will
Shakspere but they certainly do with the life of Francis Bacon,
who was wrongfully disgraced and forsworn. Shakspere was
never disgraced and had no reason whatever to be tired of his
life which was a peaceful one. Reading up the lines we see that
the first letters on the lines are S T A (Saint Alban) A, A, A,
A, A, A, A, A, A, A, and tired.
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