What did Shakespeare think about his own sins?

The first sight of the spirit newly-arrived is of the old body over which it lingers. Then spirits like himself are near. Then he is accompanied where there are only these, after which he is alone, for all he knows, for a long, serious, repentant time, in which he realises his mistakes and shortcomings, even failure. Then he is free, but unable to recall, for the most part, his trivial earth scenes, appalling as it is, his name even escapes him except he has cause to remember it—many tell me so, at least, this has been true of them. 

For myself, I can truly state that I never forgot for a moment how little I had accomplished with all my time given to play, which was work indeed, but not to be counted as fit to bless me.