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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Come,--I have learn'd that fearful commenting And flecked darkness like a drunkard reels Of dark forgetfulness and deep oblivion. Such hideous cries that, with the very noise, O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard, - Go prick thy face and over-red thy fear,
Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest. The instruments of darkness tell us truths; The boy is foolish, and I fear not him.-- How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak! For we will fetters put upon this fear, Where little fears grow great, great love grows there. Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face? Poor bird! thou'dst never fear the net nor lime,