SONNET NO. 74
But be contented when that fell arrest,
Without all bail shall carry me away,
My life hath in this line some interest,
Which for memorial still with thee shall stay,
When thou reviewest this, thou dost review,
The very part was consecrate to thee,
The earth can have but earth, which is his due,
My spirit is thine, the better part of me,
So then thou hast but lost the dregs of life,
The prey of worms, my body being dead,
The coward conquest of a wretch's knife
Too base of thee to be remembered,
The worth of that, is that which it contains,
And that is this and this with thee remains.
Here Bacon tells Marguerite that when that fell arrest (deadly check-death) shall have without bail (release) carried him away that she must be contented to know that the memory of his life shall remain with her if she reviews (looks back) she will find that his spirit was consecrated (devoted) to her and that it was his better part and that she had only lost his body which had died but not his spirit-that his body had been conquered by a wretch's knife (Sir Edward Coke, who caused Bacon's fall).
That the worth of anything is what it contains-the body only containing his spirit which remains with her.
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