The Place 2 Be

Critique of Sonnet 111
SHAKESPEARE’S SONNETS


O, for my sake do you with fortune chide,
The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did not better for my life provide
Than public means which public manners breeds.


Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,
And almost thence my nature is subdued
To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Pity me then, and wish I were renewed,


Whilst like a willing patient I will drink
Potions of eisel 'gainst my strong infection;
No bitterness that I will bitter think,
Nor double penance to correct correction.


Pity me then, dear friend, and I assure ye
Even that your pity is enough to cure me.


Apparently in reference to this sonnet, John Davies of Hereford published the following verse in his
Microcosmos in 1603: 

Players [Actors], I love yee, and your Qualitie,
As ye are Men, that pass time not abus'd:
And some I love for painting, poesie,
And say fell Fortune cannot be excus'd,
That hath for better uses you refus'd:
Wit, Courage, good shape, good partes, and all good,
As long as al these goods are no worse us'd,
And though the stage doth staine pure gentle bloud,
Yet generous yee are in minde and moode.

A copy of Microcosmos survives with the handwritten note against line 1 of "And some I love" and the initials "W.S." and "R.B.", i.e. William Shakespeare and the actor in Shakespeare's company of actors, Richard Burbage.


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