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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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Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,

 Go prick thy face and over-red thy fear, O God, I fear thy justice will take hold I fear it is: and yet methinks it should not, He fears, my lord, you mean no good to him. I am afeard you make a wanton of me. I fear our happiness is at the height. Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear! Let him go, Gertrude; do not fear our person: So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls;  A blanket, in the alarm of fear caught up;-- and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call 
I fear no uncles dead.