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  1. Dec 8, 2016 · The death in Fear no more the heat of th sun’ is dramatically realized. The going down of beauty into the grave, and the summons of everyman by death, has been treated with more or less of hope and courage. The death of the main character is truly tragic. It is inevitable, because legal justice can maintain its precarious balance only by ...

  2. Dec 20, 2012 · 'Fear No More the Heat o' the Sun', from Shakespeare's CYMBELINE. Beautifully set to music here by Ian Higginson. Sung in live performance by Michael Hancock...

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  3. Fear No More the Heat o' the Sun . 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. Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke;

  4. F EAR 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. Fear no more the frown o’ the great, Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat;

  5. This quotation occurs directly after Clarissa reads lines from Shakespeare’s play Cymbeline in a bookshop window. The lines “Fear no more the heat o’ the sun / Nor the furious winter’s rages” come from a hymn sung at a funeral and suggest that death is a release from the hard struggle of life.

  6. Movements/Sections. Mov'ts/Sec's. 5 songs. Fear no more the heat of the sun. Under the greenwood tree. It was a lover and his lass. Take, o take those lips away. Hey, ho, the wind and the rain. First Pub lication.

  7. 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. Fear no more the frown o’ the great; Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke: Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak:

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