Book IV, 86: On CRVCIO

Thou stil complainst that sorrowes do attend thee,
And that their savours do so much annoy thee:
Mistake not; they are weapons, to defend thee;
They be not Engins, Crucio, to destroy thee;
Wilt thou mislike thy Cropps of swelling Corne,
Because th'are trencht, & fenc'd about with thorn?