shakespeare 2

Whose passions

Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep,

To take the

To take the one the other, by some chance,

Some trick not

Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends

And inter join

And interjoin their issues. So with me:

My birth-place

My birth-place hate I, and my love's upon

This enemy town

This enemy town. I'll enter: if he slay me,

He does fair

He does fair justice; if he give me way,

I’ll do his

I'll do his country service.