Edward devotes himself to observing patterns in the outside world, and isolating himself within his poetry. He writes sonnets, poems, and plays, some entirely in verse, and proceeds to sit on them for years, sometimes decades, until he sees an opportunity to use them to sway public opinion against Elizabeth’s advisor, in the hope of thwarting her intention of leaving her throne to the Scottish King James. He recognizes how he can use the “mob” to enforce social opinion, but his low Se impulses backfire – he is unable to control exactly the outcome of the players’ performance of Richard III, leading to his son’s arrest, and the execution of Essex in a perceived “coo.” He acts out his inferior Se through sexual affairs, seducing the queen in his younger years, and stabbing a servant who has dared to spill ink on, and steal, his poetry. Largely, Edward leaves others to do the physical labor… he uses his pen to do battle, and remains out of the scene of action, and off to the sidelines, for his own personal comfort and safety. He locks himself away in his study to write, rather than engaging excessively at court or with the outside world, showing his weak Se. He deals primarily in the facts; when his wife approaches him about a dowry for their daughter, Edward says he can give her a hundred pounds and that’s it; they can’t afford more. He also does not care for his wife, and by extension, his daughter, so he devalues monetizing her marriage. Given the choice of marriage or scandal in the first place, he put aside personal feelings to marry a wealthy woman guaranteed to give him financial stability and a secure position at court… then went on to pursue his own emotional and physical affairs. He is deeply personally invested in his poetry and protective of it; it’s his way of emoting. Edward can seem cold, distant, and even cruel to others, since he’s so emotionally withdrawn and full of scorn for “lesser” men. Since he doesn’t like his wife, he makes no effort to emotionally engage with her or keep her happy.

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When told that he endangers his soul by writing poetry, Edward retorts, “my poetry is my soul!” His creativity is how he self-expresses, and he takes enormous pride in it, even arrogance. He has an attitude of taste-driven superiority and looks in scorn on “lesser” beings, such as Cecil’s son, the “ugly hunchback.” He becomes offended and defensive when Princess Elizabeth doubts he wrote an entire play himself at 15, and proceeds to compose a sonnet for her then and there. His 3 wing is somewhat arrogant, proud, and self-promoting, but makes him confident of the greatness of his work. He’s mostly concerned with intense experiences and his own anger; he can lash out irrationally and become violent. He cares very little what anyone he does not have an emotional investment in thinks about him, and is something of a homebody.