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O God, I fear thy justice will take hold I have almost forgot the taste of fears: So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, Go prick thy face and over-red thy fear, And that which rather thou dost fear to do No, nor more fearful. I do not fear it; I have seen you both; But, sure, I fear, we shall not win him to it. Now fear I this will give it start again; Taken from Paul's to be interred there; Of dark forgetfulness and deep oblivion. And fear'st to die? famine is in thy cheeks, Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call But, sure, I fear, we shall not win him to it. I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins Such hideous cries that, with the very noise, As the weird women promis'd; and, I fear, His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace, and fear: | We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not: |
He hath no friends but what are friends for fear, Let him go, Gertrude; do not fear our person: