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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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I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, Then plainly to her tell my loving tale. The expedition of my violent love That thou dost love my daughter from thy soul: I hate it, and desire all good men's love.-- The valiant Paris seeks you for his love. As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs; To breathe such vows as lovers us'd to swear; Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand; So soon forsaken? young men's love, then, lies To turn your households' rancour to pure love. I bid them that did love their country's good And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught,-- Grapples you to the heart and love of us, Nature is fine in love; and where 'tis fine, Sir Thomas Lovel and Lord Marquis Dorset, I lov'd your father, and we love ourself;
To turn your households' rancour to pure love. To season love, that of it doth not taste! If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: