Thy element 's below.
King Lear. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Nature in you stands on the very verge
Of her confine.
King Lear. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Necessity's sharp pinch!
King Lear. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks!
King Lear. Act ii. Sc. 4.