King Lear. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Patience and sorrow strove
Who should express her goodliest.
King Lear. Act iv. Sc. 3.
Half way down
Hangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade!
Methinks he seems no bigger than his head:
The fishermen that walk upon the beach
Appear like mice.
King Lear. Act iv. Sc. 6.