Shakespeare packs the word "will" with desire, sexual appetite, and his own name in this playful plea. The speaker addresses a lover whose will is already vast and insatiable, yet he asks her to make room for his will too. Puns ripple through every line — "Will" and "will" bounce between wish, lust, and the poet himself — creating a flirtatious, teasing mood. The speaker feels both hopeful and lightly frustrated: he wants his longing to be hidden inside her desire, not shut out while others are welcomed. He argues that just as the sea, already full, still absorbs rain, she who overflows with will should take in his one extra will. The closing couplet urges her not to kill desire with an unkind "no," but to gather all her wishes into one — that one "Will." The result is clever, seductive, and a little cheeky, a suitor turning a personal plea into a verbal game.
Sonnet 135: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,' — Summary
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 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.'