Shakespeare's Sonnets Translation 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.
Other women may have their wish come true, but you have your Will,
And Will additionally, and Will in excess;
I am more than enough, annoying you still,
To your sweet will making my addition like this.
Will you, whose will is large and spacious,
Not once allow me to hide my will in yours?
Shall other people's will seem attractive,
While my will gets no kind attention from you?
The sea is all water but still it receives rain,
And in abundance adds it to its store;
So you, being rich in Will, should add to your Will
One more will from me, to make your Will larger.
Let no ungenerous refusals kill any handsome suitors;
Consider all of them as one, and me in that one Will.