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<p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;" data-flag="normal">SONNET 135<br>Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy Will,<br>And Will to boot, and Will in overplus;<br>More than enough am I that vex thee still,<br>To thy sweet will making addition thus.<br>Wilt thou, whose will is large and spacious,<br>Not once vouchsafe to hide my will in thine?<br>Shall will in others seem right gracious,<br>And in my will no fair acceptance shine?<br>The sea all water, yet receives rain still<br>And in abundance addeth to his store;<br>So thou, being rich in Will, add to thy Will<br>One will of mine, to make thy large Will more.<br>Let no unkind no fair beseechers kill;<br>Think all but one, and me in that one Will.<br><br></p>