名人诗歌|THE SONNETS by William Shakespeare (135)

CXXXV

Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,' And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in over-plus； More than enough am I that vex'd thee still, To thy sweet will making addition thus. Wilt^{1 thou, whose will is large and spacious2, Not once vouchsafe3 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.'}