'Tis double death to drown in ken of shore; (1115)
He ten times pines that pines beholding food; (1116)
To see the salve doth make the wound ache more; (1117)
Great grief grieves most at that would do it good; (1118)
Deep woes roll forward like a gentle flood,
Who, being stopp'd, the bounding banks o'erflows; (1120)
Grief dallied with nor law nor limit knows.