Corn

Pericles, [3.3.19-27]. Cleon. “Fear not, my lord, but think/ Your Grace, that fed my country with your corn,/ For which the people’s prayers still fall upon you,/ Must in your child be thought on. If neglection/ Should therein make me vile, the common body,/ By you reliev’d, would force me to my duty./ But if to that my nature need a spur,/ The gods revenge it upon me and mine/ To the end of generation!”