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| SONNET 135 |
| Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,' |
| And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in overplus; |
| 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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