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 1    II|       breath~Love's thrall to hate, and beauty's slave to death.~ ~
 2    II|     strife affect,~Or that we hate sweet peace, or rest denay,~
 3    II|    uttered with fell rage and hate,~And seemed of Janus' church
 4   III|       disguised in clothes of hate:~"Alas, too well," she says, "
 5    IV|       secret mischief, anger, hate and pride,~Wounding lost
 6    IV|    Whether he kept his wicked hate unknown~And hid the serpent
 7    IV|    burnished gold;~Yet is his hate, his rancor, ne'er the less,~
 8     V|       with malice, strife and hate,~It made him rage, blaspheme,
 9     V|    and soon appeased hath~His hate, his ire, his rancor and
10     V|   that means, should discord, hate and strife~Raise mutinies,
11     V|    slanders false, devised by hate and spite?~Or with stayed
12    VI|     fair Citherea's child,~Or hate those pleasures that to
13   VII|     bed and of his rest,~Such hate of peace, and such desire
14  VIII|     bosoms swell~With ire and hate, and war and strife forth
15  VIII|      words his fore-conceived hate~In bitter speeches thus
16  VIII|      made their hatred known,~Hate seld kept close, and oft
17     X|       love, our jealousy, our hate.~ ~ LXI~"At last we gan
18   XVI|     fell.~ ~ XLIV~"If me thou hate, and in that hate delight,~
19   XVI|     me thou hate, and in that hate delight,~I come not to appease
20   XVI|     come not to appease thee, hate me still,~It's like for
21   XVI|   like for like; I bore great hate and spite~Gainst Christians
22   XVI|      And more, which more thy hate may justly move,~More to
23   XVI| bondslave, since my lord doth hate~These locks, why keep I
24   XVI|     affection drive:~I cannot hate nor scorn you though I would,~
25   XVI| estate forgot,~Too great your hate was, and your love too hot.~ ~
26   XVI|       beauty, thee I scorn,~I hate the kingdom which I have
27   XVI|       which I have to give,~I hate myself, and rue that I was
28   XVI|     love, or shall commit for hate."~ ~ LXXIV~This said, her
29   XIX|    cruel through their secret hate,~The victor's ire destroyed
30   XIX|       LXXXVII~"These, whether hate or hope of gain them move,~
31    XX|     his arms she spied,~Love, hate, wrath, sweet desire strove
32    XX|     kind~Despised alike, like hate, like scorn I find.~ ~ LXVII~"
33    XX|     bondage, and her life did hate,~All hope of conquest and
34    XX|     from thy malice, from thy hate,~If weapons sharp, if poisons