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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What, do I fear myself? there's none else by: This is the very painting of your fear: and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark, What fear is this which startles in our ears? Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face? Each corporal agent to this terrible feat. Impostors to true fear,--would well become Almost to jelly with the act of fear, For fear of that I still will stay with thee, I do not fear it; I have seen you both; Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest. Must climb a bird's nest soon when it is dark: Thee here in dark to be his paramour? To Brecknock while my fearful head is on! I have almost forgot the taste of fears: Dorset your son, that with a fearful soul For women's fear and love holds quantity; Such hideous cries that, with the very noise, - The fear of that holds off my present aid.
O Ratcliff, I have dream'd a fearful dream!-- Clarence,--whom I indeed have cast in darkness,-- Poor bird! thou'dst never fear the net nor lime,