Than when you hear the solemn-sounding bellįrom this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell:įrom this vile world, to live with the worms (in the grave): Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Sonnet 71 professional#
Sonnet 71 series#
They are but dressings of a former sight: To me are nothing novel, nothing strange, No! Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change, Let’s just close with Sonnet 123, in which Edward de Vere tells Time itself, “Thy registers and thee I both defy!” - that is, he defies the official history to be written by the winners he defies it and will be “true” despite all that has crushed him: I would urge all to read over the final Sonnets of the “fair youth” sequence from 107 to 126. Then lacked I matter, that enfeebled mine – 86Īfter Southampton’s liberation by King James on April 10, 1603, a climactic event celebrated by Sonnet 107, his defiance grows into a roar by an amazing compression of words, a literary feat that may well have no equal. When your countenance filled up his line, The more that “Shakespeare” is seen to be praising Southampton, the less visible Oxford becomes: Was it his spirit by spirits taught to writeĪbove a mortal pitch that struck me dead? – 86 The agent of Oxford’s obliteration is his own pen name, “William Shakespeare,” which he had used to dedicate his first works, Venus and Adonis of 1593 and Lucrece of 1594, to Southampton and now that mask is being glued to Oxford’s face: The 1594 dedication of "Lucrece" to Southampton - by "Shakespeare" the pen name and so-called rival poet of the sonnets. Though I, once gone, to all the world must die – 81 Your name from hence immortal life shall have,
My spirit is thine, the better part of me – 74 When I, perhaps, compounded am with clay,ĭo not such much as my poor name rehearse,īut let your love even with my life decay – 71
[Oxford’s ability to speak directly through these private sonnets has been nullified by official decree his art has been “tongue-tied” or silenced by the crown, in the person of Sir Robert Cecil, who now runs the Elizabethan government in its final years heading to an uncertain succession. To play the watchman ever for thy sake – 61Īnd art made tongue-tied by authority – 66 The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise – 38 If my slight Muse do please these curious days, Without thy help be borne by me alone – 36 So shall those blots that do with me remain Oxford is volunteering to take on the burden of the guilt: H." - a reversal of Lord Henry Wriothesley, reflecting his lowly status as "Mr." while in the Tower - from "our ever-living (deceased) poet". The 1609 dedication of the Sonnets (the inscription on the Monument) to "Mr.
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