What are the sonnets talking about?
Sonnets are one of Shakespeare’s autobiographical and, at the same time, mysterious works. Immediately after the publication, they raised many questions, the answers to which have not been found to date. To whom are they dedicated? What events in the author’s life do they describe? Why didn’t Shakespeare, who promised him a profit, omit a single contract, publish “sonnets” after the first edition? Has their publication been banned?
The author said something about himself. He mentions his name – and, oddly enough, the danger of his disclosure. He said that his poetry would live forever and surpass all worldly oppressors, the stained bronze and the stone of the pyramids – and at the same time assured that his name was buried in the same place where his body was covered in shame and should not be remembered.
However, the author’s name is printed on the cover, and anyone can read it safely: William Shakespeare. If the poet is sure that immortality is determined for his verses, it is also determined for his name. How to solve this puzzle? There can only be one solution: the author’s name is not printed on the book’s cover. The real name is very lucky, as the author describes: being forgotten and embarrassing.
In other sonnets, the author compares death to “arrest without certainty,” a death from “cowardly knife notoriety,” buried in a common grave, exiled, which distinguishes him from his dear friends, slanderers, and bribe-takers, About the fact that his glory, like the sun, shone only for an hour, but then rolled over when “an obscene scandal cut a scar on his forehead,” and he was deprived of an eye.
Does all of this have anything to do with the information we have about William Shakespeare?
An army of literary scholars has been searching for the answer to this question for two hundred years. During this time, they never sent Shakespeare into exile, slandered and slandered his name, threatened to kill him with a knife, and found the slightest hint of anonymous burial in a common tomb.
All these lines remain a mystery until we try to unify the turbulent and miserly fate that led to the peaceful life of the author of the sonnets and William Shakespeare. However, the situation changed to magic when we gave Stilo to Christopher Marlowe.
Then all the pictures are miraculously added in a single and inseparable pattern. Marlowe’s name was really embarrassing, and he was pronounced dead, separated from his loved ones, and sent into exile. A strange comparison of death with “unconditional arrest” was not empty words for him – Lord Baria saved him from death, who took him “on bail.” Officially, he was presumed dead from a stab wound, deprived of an eye, and buried his body in an anonymous common grave. The given scammers were blamed for this tragic fate, accusing him of all imaginable and unimaginable sins.
All the religious hypocrites and fanatics saw in Marlowe’s death a great opportunity for preaching and morality. Thus, the terrifying older man Thomas Bird wrote in his Theater of God’s Wrath:
“One of the most notorious atheists was Marilyn, who spent her youth at Cambridge University, but left science for the profession of the playwright. He was so upset that he denied the Lord and his Son Christ. He not only verbally condemned the Quarterly, but he also wrote godless books about him, called the Lord a liar, the Holy Bible – a bunch of lies, and religion – a way to control the crowd. But the Lord punishes such sinners. “His death was horrible, and until the last moment, he continued to vomit curses and condemnation, and his mouth spread a disgusting stench and terrified everyone around him.”
And here the holy scripture poet William Vaughan writes:
“He hit Marlow in the eye so hard that his brain spread over a knife, and he died right after that. Thus the Lord punishes the wicked atheists in His justice.
The evil gossip and bile wave that arose after Marlowe’s death was unprecedented in the history of literature.
Biographer Marlowe Charles Norman writes about:
“The explosion of Puritan hatred against Marlowe has no place in the literature. There was not so much dirty anecdote that his protesters would not use, although most of their accusations were made only with rumors and gossip, or only with the reuse of unjust accusations, ripe with revenge and glotting.”
It is also interesting to note that we find a redefined motive in Marlowe’s portrait in one of the sonnets: “What feeds me kills me.”
The portrait was found during repairs at Cambridge in 1953, where he was collecting dust, stuck in the very corner. In a strange tragedy of fate, Marlowe was pronounced dead in 1593. He was 29 and a half years old. Astrologers call this age the end of Saturn’s first cycle – the moment when a person takes off his normal social masks and embarks on his true mission, the realization of which he has been busy for the next 29 and a half years.
Saturn’s second cycle ended in 1623 at Marlowe. Then the first folio was born – with the help of Lord William Herbert – “Mr. V.H.H.” The most likely candidate in its role, to whom “sonnets” are dedicated.
The sonnets themselves were published in 1509 by William Herbert at the age of 29.
Was it an accident? Maybe. Marlowe, however, was a member of the School of the Night, whose members studied, among other things, astrology and chemistry. And May 30 – the day Marlowe leaves the living world – is a holiday dedicated to Hecate, the ancient goddess of the moon, like the deadly and healing, dark lady to whom the last 28 sonnets are dedicated. However, the number of days in the lunar month – the number 28 – was considered the number in Heka. Do these thoughts bring us closer to revealing mystery? Or are we wandering between ghosts and enchanted people? There is no definite answer to this question – the moon is dual and variable, and it remains only to be repeated after the most popular hero in world literature:
“There’s so much in the world, friend Horatio,
What our ages have not dreamed of.
The following story will be dedicated to this mysterious prince.