SONNET 71 BELL: No longer mourn for me when I am dead

No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell:
Nay, if you read this line, remember not
The hand that writ it, for I love you so,
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
O! if, I say, you look upon this verse,
When I perhaps compounded am with clay,
Do not so much as my poor name rehearse;
But let your love even with my life decay;
   Lest the wise world should look into your moan,
   And mock you with me after I am gone.


The CROW from Sonnet 70 collides with the BELL in the belltower
sits dazed and dizzy, stars around his head as in a cartoon,
Jeckle with his English accent, is tasked to RECITE...

Note lead words on the Qs and the C:

No
Nay, if you read
O! if, I say
Lest

Compare to it's paired sonnet 72:

O! lest
Unless
O! lest
For I am shamed

Note
vile world in L4
and wise world in L13

Names and memory