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Ant . Fear hini not , Cæsar , he's not dangerous ; He is a noble Roman , and well given . Cæs . ' Would he were fatter : -But I fear him not . Yet if my name were liable to fear , I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that ...
Ant . Fear hini not , Cæsar , he's not dangerous ; He is a noble Roman , and well given . Cæs . ' Would he were fatter : -But I fear him not . Yet if my name were liable to fear , I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that ...
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Fear no more the heat o'the sun , Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done , Home art gone , and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - sweepers , come to dust . Arv . Fear no more the ...
Fear no more the heat o'the sun , Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done , Home art gone , and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - sweepers , come to dust . Arv . Fear no more the ...
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Which fear so grew in me , I hither fled ; Under the covering of a careful night , Who seem'd my good protector ... I knew him tyrannous ; and tyrants ' fears Decrease not , but grow faster than their years : And should he doubt it ( as ...
Which fear so grew in me , I hither fled ; Under the covering of a careful night , Who seem'd my good protector ... I knew him tyrannous ; and tyrants ' fears Decrease not , but grow faster than their years : And should he doubt it ( as ...
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