Sonnet CXI: O, for my Sake do you with Fortune Chide

Original Text: 
William Shakespeare, Shake-speares sonnets (London: G. Eld for T. T., 1609). STC 22353. Facs. edn.: London: J. Cape, 1925. PR 2750 B48 1609b ROBA.
1O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide,
3That did not better for my life provide
6And almost thence my nature is subdu'd
7To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
8Pity me then and wish I were renew'd;
9Whilst, like a willing patient, I will drink
13Pity me then, dear friend, and I assure ye
14Even that your pity is enough to cure me.


2] harmful: that is, to the poet. Back to Line
4] public ... breeds: a reference to Shakespeare the actor.
public means: a living dependent on public favour.
public manners: despicable, vulgar manners. Back to Line
5] receives a brand: is disgraced (because of his low profession). Back to Line
10] eisel: vinegar, used as a remedy. Back to Line
11] No bitterness ... think: no medicine will be too bitter for me. Back to Line
12] correct: complete and perfect. Back to Line
Publication Start Year: 
RPO poem Editors: 
F. D. Hoeniger
RPO Edition: 
3RP 1.143.