Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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Moreover, urge his hateful luxury, See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, Despis'd, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd!-- By heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks; O, no! alas, I rather hate myself More grief to hide than hate to utter love. Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate! Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof Our former hatred, so thrive I and mine! Live each of you the subjects to his hate, My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself, Our former hatred, so thrive I and mine! Moreover, urge his hateful luxury, With hate in those where I expect most love! Moreover, urge his hateful luxury, See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, Have done thy charm, thou hateful wither'd hag. Proud can I never be of what I hate; More mild, but yet more harmful, kind in hatred: You are deceiv'd, your brother Gloster hates you. Proud can I never be of what I hate;