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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For fear of that I still will stay with thee, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see. Making night hideous, and we fools of nature For exile hath more terror in his look, All is the fear, and nothing is the love; To fright you thus, methinks, I am too savage; Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; I cannot taint with fear. What's the boy Malcolm? Fear me not. Let them affright thee.--I beseech thee, youth, Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart: No, nor more fearful. Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.