
letra de sonnet 136 - the marlowe society
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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, fulfil
“will” will fulfil 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 lov’st me, for my name is “will.”
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