You do me wrong to take me out o’ th’ grave:
Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
Do scald like molten lead.
– William Shakespeare
King Lear, Act 4, Scene 7. Waking up in his daughter Cordelia’s tent, Lear thinks that he is dead, he is in hell and she is a soul in heaven. He is speaking both metaphorically and symbolically here. The daughter he rejected he now sees as a heavenly angel, while for his punishment he is tied to a wheel of fire and being burned by his own tears. Remorseful for his past tyrannical behavior towards Cordelia, he believes hell with its torment of the damned is the rightful place for him.