SONNET NO. 95
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame,
Which like a canker in the fragrant rose,
Doth spot the beauty of thy budding name?
0, in what sweets dost thou thy sins enclose
That tongue that tells the story of thy days,
(Making lascivious comments on thy sport)
Cannot dispraise but in a kind of praise
Naming thy name-blessing an ill report.
O what a mansion have those vices got
Which for their habitation chose out thee
Where beauty's veil doth cover every blot
And all things turn to fair that eyes can see
Take heed; dear heart, of this large privilege
The hardest knife ill-used doth lose his edge.
Note the repetition of the following, we find-thy budding
name, thy sins, thy days, thy sport, thy name (see 96 and 99).
Here is a reference to the shame which spotted the beauty of
her budding name (Marguerite) when she was divorcing her
husband and to the tongue of the Counsel acting for her husband
telling the story of her life and making lascivious comments
and giving an ill report and speaking of her vices when Bacon
tells her to take heed and that the hardest knife ill used dotli
lose his edge.
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