and I foold, A new love in hir armes, my doatings scornd at.

You are a good Lord, Indeed I love you for't and will pray for you.

No, I thanck ye, I know a trick worth ten o'that: ile love ye And bring ye to those men that love to see ye. Away, away; and keepe your pistolls spand still: We may be forced.

I love thee, too: thy physick Will quickly purge me from the worldes abuses.

May he protect with honour, fight with fortune, And dye with generall love, an old and good Prince.

'Tis true, Thomas: but I must change the lynings of the breeches, for I love to bee cleanly.

Azure is constant, and Peach is love; which signifies my constant Affection.

Such are the strange varieties in love, Such heates, such desperate coldes, Sis.

No more winter, and you love me, unlesse you can command the colepits; we have had a hard tyme on't already for want of fuell.

He that knowes Love knowes well that every hower Love's glad, Love's sad, Love's sweet Sis.

He that knowes Love knowes well that every hower Love's glad, Love's sad, Love's sweet Sis.

He that knowes Love knowes well that every hower Love's glad, Love's sad, Love's sweet Sis.

He that knowes Love knowes well that every hower Love's glad, Love's sad, Love's sweet Sis.

Ile cheerefully attend you, I love the sport; as earlie as you please,

Oh the Neats tongues and partargoes that I have eaten at Stillyard, but of all things in the world I do not love a black catt: next a brewers cart, there's nothing will stay a man so much in the night as a Constables.

No, no, saveing your presence, your Boyes have nothing, sarreverence, but Love songs, and I hate those monstruously, to make thinges appeare better then they are, and that is but deceptio Visus, which after some embraceings the parties see presently what it is.

Why then in prose, the worst that I can speake in, I doe not love you, Lady. Sis.

You saw himis he well?" "As hearty as you could wish, and full of love for you, and rejoiced beyond measure to know you are to marry a brave, honest gentleman."

" "Only that," says she, her countenance falling again, "we are to hide our love, pretend indifference, behave towards this dear father as if he were nought to me but a friend.

Yet her husband never looked more hearty and strong, and every look and word of his bespoke increasing love.

And if this part was hard to play in public, where we are all, I take it, actors of some sort and on the alert to sustain the character we would have our own, how much more difficult must it be in private when we drop our disguise and lay our hearts open to those we love!

This persevering, patient toil on his part did at first engender in my mind suspicion that some doubting thoughts urged him to assume his independence against any accident that might befall the estate; but now I believe 'twas nothing but a love of work and of his art, and that his mind was free from any taint of misgiving, as regards his wife's honesty.

'Tis likely enough, that spite her caution, many a word and sign escaped Moll, which an enemy would have quickly seized on to prove her culpable; but we do never see the faults of those we love (or, seeing them, have ready at a moment excuse to prove them no faults at all), and at this time Mr. Godwin's heart was so full of love, there was no place for other feeling.

"I would have you go, and yet I'd have you stay, love," says she.

"You two are always quarrelling," she said, archly, "just like a couple ofcouple of" "Love-birds," suggested Mr. Nugent.

I can just endure Moors, because of their connection as foes with Christians; but Abyssinians, Ethiops, Esquimaux, Dervises, and all that tribe, I hate; I believe I fear them in some manner.

I think I had an instinct that he was the head of an office, I hate all such people,accountants' deputy accountants.

But then, again, I hate the joskins, a name for Hertfordshire bumpkins.

Those fellows hate us.

You stare In the air Like a ghost in a chair, Always looking what I am about; I hate to be watchedI'll blow you out.

He may have reason to hate some employer, but why hate the job?

He may have reason to hate some employer, but why hate the job?

We want to make people like the churches, not hate them.

Young Malone had a double cause to hate England.

But I also left dry bones, and sons of dead men who will teach their grandsons how to hate the name of Rome!

" "I have thought of him only to hate him," said Pertinax.

I hate to see you standing about by yourself in this stupid manner.

"Any friend of Mr. Bingley's will always be welcome here, to be sure; but else I must say that I hate the very sight of him," said Mrs. Bennet, as she watched the two men approaching the house to pay their first visit.

Though, for our own individual share, we would rather go to the catacombs alone, than to a splendid view in a troop, we hate to balk young people!

By night, however, a stir of furtive life was to be surmised from cryptic lights that flared and faded behind the crusted window-glass or fell through opened floor-traps to the thick black element that swirled about the spiles, and from guarded calls as well, inarticulate cries of hate and love and pain, rumours of close and crude carousal.

The men and women of the fourteenth century love and hate, eat and drink, laugh and talk, as they do in the nineteenth.

"It would be so dreadful to have my son hate me!

Fierce men, fighters, toilers, full of hate, full of despair, full of rage, how can they be other than blind?

I hate to kill you, Nueces; but I will if you make a move.

I sure hate to give you fellows this good gold.

"A fellow does hate to lay down a bobtail straight flush when there's such a chance for action if he fills," chimed in the Eminent dealer.

But the spirit of revenge within me was stronger than myselfmy love had turned to hate.

Yet I could not quite hate you, Normannot quite.

On that night her love had changed to hate.

You belong to a class I hate and detesta class of tyrants and oppressors.