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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.


As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee:

 Despis'd, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd!-- More grief to hide than hate to utter love. To take her in her heart's extremest hate; See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, Nay, then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee, I hate it, and desire all good men's love.-- That they which brought me in my master's hate, Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks; If you do love my brother, hate not me; You are deceiv'd, your brother Gloster hates you. Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof O, no! alas, I rather hate myself O, no! alas, I rather hate myself My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself, I'll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence