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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Have stuck more terror to the soul of Richard But, sure, I fear, we shall not win him to it. Poor bird! thou'dst never fear the net nor lime, That darkness does the face of earth entomb, To know it further. Fears and scruples shake us: But truly I do fear it. Most like:--it harrows me with fear and wonder. O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard, Impostors to true fear,--would well become As if thou were distraught and mad with terror? Upon a fearful summons. I have heard An if they live, I hope I need not fear. Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister;