Shakspere-Bacon’s Cipher

I doubt it not--then more, far more;
In each old song bequeath’d--in every noble page or text,
(Different--something unreck’d before--some unsuspected author,)
In every object, mountain, tree, and star--in every birth and life,
As part of each--evolv’d from each--meaning, behind the ostent,
A mystic cipher waits infolded.