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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Live each of you the subjects to his hate, Nay, then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee, My only love sprung from my only hate! See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, Whatever I shall think. More mild, but yet more harmful, kind in hatred: Besides, he hates me for my father Warwick; My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself, The Market Opportunity is colossal. Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks; O day! O day! O day! O hateful day! Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love. The hateful mansion. Some say he's mad; others, that lesser hate him, To take her in her heart's extremest hate;