Shakespeare's Sonnets: Tir'd with all these for restful death I cry

Sonnet 66

Original Text: 
SHAKE-SPEARES SONNETS (London: G. Eld for T. T. and sold by William Aspley, 1609): e2v.
1Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry,
4And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
5And gilded honour shamefully misplac't,
6And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
7And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd,
9And art made tongue-tied by authority,
10And folly (doctor-like) controlling skill,
12And captive-good attending captain-ill.
13    Tir'd with all these, from these would I be gone,
14    Save that to die, I leave my love alone.


2] desert] worthiness. Back to Line
3] needy nothing] the indigent. trimm'd in jollity] dressed up in finery. Back to Line
8] sway] authority. disablèd] four-syllabled. Back to Line
11] simplicity] ignorance. Back to Line
Publication Start Year: 
RPO poem Editors: 
Ian Lancashire
RPO Edition: