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 I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies, This, this All-Souls' day to my fearful soul Almost to jelly with the act of fear, So fearful were they of infection. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. Our fears do make us traitors. I fear no uncles dead. What thou art promis'd; yet do I fear thy nature; Why, what should you fear? Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make, And do not interrupt me in my course. Where little fears grow great, great love grows there. Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. The fear of that holds off my present aid. I fear it is: and yet methinks it should not, More light and light,--more dark and dark our woes! All comfort that the dark night can afford As well the fear of harm as harm apparent, Let him go, Gertrude; do not fear our person: