I fear the vast dimensions of eternity¹.

    I fear the gap between the platform and the train.

    I fear the onset² of a murderous campaign.

    1 fear the palpitations caused by too much tea.

    I fear the drawn³ pistol of a rapparee.

    I fear the books will not survive the acid rain.

    I fear the ruler and the blackboard and the cane⁴.

    I fear the Jabberwock， whatever it might be.

    I fear the bad decisions of a referee⁵.

    I fear the only recourse is to plead insane.

    I fear the implications of a lawyer's fee.

    I fear the gremlins that have colonized⁶ my brain.

    I fear to read the small print of the guarantee.

    And what else do I fear？ Let me begin again.