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


And hate the idle pleasures of these days.

 If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: To take her in her heart's extremest hate; I have an interest in your hate's proceeding, Whatever I shall think. 
  • Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred
  Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred Can lesser hide his love or hate than he; Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love. My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself, 
  • If you do love my brother, hate not me;
 The bleeding witness of her hatred by; I bear no hatred, blessed man; for, lo, Canker'd with peace, to part your canker'd hate: For hateful deeds committed by myself! What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word And turn you all your hatred now on me? Despis'd, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd!-- 
Besides, he hates me for my father Warwick;
 More grief to hide than hate to utter love. You are deceiv'd, your brother Gloster hates you. As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: