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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- My life were better ended by their hate
More mild, but yet more harmful, kind in hatred: O, no! alas, I rather hate myself
To take her in her heart's extremest hate; If you do love my brother, hate not me; More direful hap betide that hated wretch Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate! But thankful even for hate that is meant love. I'll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, Nay, then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee, That they which brought me in my master's hate, Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks; Despis'd, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd!-- And hate the idle pleasures of these days. Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate And turn you all your hatred now on me?