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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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He'll fright you up, i' faith.--Will it not be?

 Poor bird! thou'dst never fear the net nor lime, The sword of our slain kings: yet do not fear; The boy is foolish, and I fear not him.-- Where,--after I have solemnly interr'd Farewell: the leisure and the fearful time As the weird women promis'd; and, I fear, Most holy and religious fear it is The instruments of darkness tell us truths; When mine are blanch'd with fear. He hath no friends but what are friends for fear, And fearfully did menace me with death I fear it is: and yet methinks it should not, To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo's safe? And as my love is siz'd, my fear is so: For a dark hour or twain.