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Shakespeare's Sonnets

Sonnet 136

136

If thy soul check thee that I come so near,

Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy Will,

And will, thy soul knows, is admitted there;

Thus far for love my love-suit, sweet, fulfill.

Will will fulfill the treasure of thy love,

Ay, fill it full with wills, and my will one.

In things of great receipt with ease we prove

Among a number one is reckon’d none:

Then in the number let me pass untold,

Though in thy store’s account I one must be,

For nothing hold me, so it please thee hold

That nothing me, a something sweet to thee.

Make but my name thy love, and love that still,

And then thou lovest me, for my name is Will.

 

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