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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That they which brought me in my master's hate, That they which brought me in my master's hate, By doing damned hate upon thyself? Live each of you the subjects to his hate, By doing damned hate upon thyself? Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred Proud can I never be of what I hate; I'll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence By heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred I'll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence My only love sprung from my only hate! Some say he's mad; others, that lesser hate him, |
You are deceiv'd, your brother Gloster hates you. And turn you all your hatred now on me? Some say he's mad; others, that lesser hate him, Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love. Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof