Give me the crown. Here, cousin, seize the crown;
Here cousin,
On this side my hand, and on that side yours.
Now is this golden crown like a deep well
That owes two buckets, filling one another;
The emptier ever dancing in the air,
The other down, unseen and full of water:
That bucket down and full of tears am I,
Drinking my griefs, whilst you mount up on high.

– William Shakespeare

Richard II, Act 4, Scene 1.