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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My fears forgetting manners, to unseal Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face? | Stay then; I'll go alone:--fear comes upon me; |
All is the fear, and nothing is the love; I fear me both are false. Blind is his love, and best befits the dark. And fear'st to die? famine is in thy cheeks, Environed with all these hideous fears? And flecked darkness like a drunkard reels Truly, the hearts of men are fun of fear: Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear! - As if thou were distraught and mad with terror?
Thou hast harp'd my fear aright:--but one word more,-- Making night hideous, and we fools of nature O God, I fear thy justice will take hold He hath no friends but what are friends for fear,