SONNET NO. 75
So are you to my thoughts as food to life,
Or as sweet season'd showers are to the ground:
And for the peace of you I hold such strife,
As `twixt a miser and his wealth is found,
Now proud as an enjoyer and anon
Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure,
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure:
Some time all full with feasting on thy sight,
And by and by clean starved for a look,
Possessing or pursuing no delight,
Save what is had or must from you be took,
Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,
Or gluttoning on all or all away.
8th Line. Better'd-made prouder.
10th Line. Clean-wholly.
13th Line. Pine-starve.
Here Bacon appears to be referring to the child of his brain
-the first folio of the Shakespeare plays-which he hugs to his
bosom-like a miser and his money. Sometimes he is proud
of his achievement and sometimes fearing that time will steal
his work. Sometimes he thinks that it would be bests if he
and his work were alone and sometimes he thinks it would be
better for the world to see what he had accomplished.