Sonnet 135
Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy
Will
«William Shakespeare»
Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy will,
And 'Will' to boot,
and 'Will' in over-plus,
More than enough am I
that vex thee still,
To thy sweet will
making addition thus.
Wilt thou whose will
is large and spacious,
Not once vouchsafe to
hide my will in thine?
Shall will in others
seem right gracious,
And in my will no
fair acceptance shine?
The sea all water,
yet receives rain still,
And in abundance
addeth to his store,
So thou being rich in
will add to thy will
One will of mine to
make thy large will more.
Let no unkind, no
fair beseechers kill,
Think all but one,
and me in that one 'Will.'
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