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William Shakespeare (1564–1616).  The Oxford Shakespeare: Poems.  1914.

Sonnet CXXXVI.

“If thy soul check thee that I come so near”

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,         5
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 stores’ account I one must be;  10
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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