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.