From “King Lear,” Act IV. Sc. 6.
COME on, sir; here ’s the place: stand still!
      How fearful
And dizzy ’t is, to cast one’s eyes so low!
The crows and choughs that wing the midway air
Show scarce so gross as beetles: half-way down
Hangs one that gathers samphire,—dreadful trade!
Methinks he seems no bigger than his head:
The...