Groves

Pericles, [1.4.1-9]. Cleon. “My Dionyza, shall we rest us here,/ And by relating tales of others’ griefs/ See if ’twill teach us to forget out own?” Dionyza. “That were to blow at fire in hope to quence it;/ For who digs hills because they do aspire/ Throws down on mountain to cast up a higher,/ O my distressed lord, even such our griefs are;/ here they are but felt, and seen with mischief’s eyes,/ But like to groves, being topp’d, they higher rise.”

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