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The diamonds of a most praised water
SCENE IV.-Ephesus.-A Room in CERI Appear, to make the world twice rich. O live,
son's House. And make us weep to hear your fate, fair creature,
Enter CERIMON and THAISA. Rare as you seem to be!
(She moves. Cer. Madam, this letter, and some certain Thai. o dear Diana,
jewels, W bere am I? Where's my lord? What world
Lay with you in your coffer : which are now is this?
At your command. Know you the characters 2 Gent. Is not this strange ?
Thai. It is my lord's. 1 Gent. Most rare.
That I was shipp'd at sea, I well remeinder, Cer. Hush, gentle neighbours :
Even on my yearning time; but whether Lend me your bands : to the next chamber bear
Delivered or no, by the holy gods, Get linen ; now this matter must be look'd to,
I cannot rightly say: But since kiug Pericles, For her relapse is mortal. Come, come, come ; | My wedded lord. I ne'er shall see again. And Æsculapius guide us !
A vestal livery will I take me to, (Ereunt carrying THAISA audy.
4. And never more bave joy.
Cer. Madam, if this you purpose as you SCENE III.-Tharsus.-- A Room in Cleon's
Diana's temple is not distant far,
Where you may 'bide until your date expire. Enter PERICLES, CLEOX, DIONYZA, LYCHO- Moreover, if you please, a niece of mine RIDA, and MARINA
Shall there attend you. Per. Most honour'd Cleon, I must needs be
Thai. My recompense is thanks; that's all;
Yet my good will is great, though the gift small gone ;
(Exeunt My twelve months are expir'd, and Tyrus stands lu a litigious peace. Yoi, and your lady, Take from my heart all thankfulness! The gods Make up the rest upou you ! Cle. Your shafts of fortune, though they hurt
ACT iv. you mortally, Yet glance full wand'ringly on us.
Enter GOWER. Dion. O your sweet queen!
Gow. Imagine Pericles at Tyre, That the strict fates had pleas'd you had brought
Welcom'd to his own desire. her hither,
His woeful queen leave at Ephess, To have bless'd mine eyes!
To Dian there a votaress. Per, We cannot but obey
Now to Marina bend your mind, The powers above us. Could I rage and roar
Whom our fast growing scene must find As doth the sea she lies in, yet the end
At Tharsus, and by Cleon traiu'd Must be as 'tis. My bahe Marina (whom,
In music, letters; who hath gain'd For she was born at sea, I have nain'd so) here
Of education all the grace, I charge your charity withal, and leave her
Which makes her both the heart and place The infant of your care ; beseeching you
of general wonder. But, alack ! To give her princely training, that she may be
That monster envy, oft the wrack Mauner'd as she is born.
of earned praise, Marina's life Cle. Fear not, my lord :
Seeks to take off by treason's knife. Your grace," that fed my country with your
And in this kind hath our Cleon corn,
One daughter, and a wench full grown, (For which the people's prayers still fall upon
Even ripe for marriage fight; this maid you,)
[tion Must in your child be thonght on. If neglec
Hight + Philoten : and it is said
For certain in our story, she Should therein make me vile, the common
Would ever with Marina be : body ; By you reliev'd, would force me to my duty :
Be't when she weav'd the sleided t silk
With fingers long, small, white as milk; But if to that my nature need a spur,
Or when she would with sharp neeld wound The gods revenge it upon me and mine,
The cambric, which she made more sound To the end of generation !
By hurting it ; or when to the lute Per. I believe you:
She sung, and made the night-bird mute, Your honour and your goodness teach me credit,
That still records with inoan ? or when Without your vows. Till she be married,
She would with rich and constant pen madam,
Veil to her mistress Dian; still By bright Diana, whom we honour all,
This Philoten contends in skill Unscissar'd shall this hair of mine remain,
With absolute ! Marina : so Though I show will i in't. So I tak, my leave.
With the dove of Paphos might the crow Good madam, make me blessed in your care
Vie feathers white. Marina gets In bringing up my child.
All praises, which are paid as debts, Dion. I have one myself,
And not as given. This so darks Who shall not be more dear to my respect,
In Pbiloten all graceful marks, Than your's, my lord.
That Cleon's wife, with envy rare, Per. Madam, my thanks and prayers.
A present murderer does prepare Cle. We'll bring your grace even to the edge
For good Marina, that her daughter o'the shore;
Might stand peerless by this slaughter. Then give you up to the mask'd Neptune, 9 and
The sooner her vile thoughts to stead ; The gentlest winds of heaven.
Lychorida, our nurse, is dead; Per. I will embrace
And cursed Dionyza hath Your offer. Come, dear'st madam.--O no tears,
The pregnant .. instrument of wrath Lychorida, no tears :
Prest it for this blow. The unborn event Look to your little mistress, on whose grace
I do commend to your content : You may depend hereafter. Conie, my lord.
Only I carry winged time (Ereunt.
Post on the lame feet of my rhyme;
+ The common people. 1 Appear wilful or perverse by allowing it. $ Insidious waves that wear a treacherous smile.
Hon. I do it whiching
Which never could I so convey,
| Mar. My father, aš nurse said, did never Unless your thoughts went on my way.
fear, Dionyza does appear,
But cry'd, good seamen! to the sailors, galling With Leopine, a murderer.
[Erit. His kingly hands with hauling of the ropes ;
And, clasping to the mast, endur'd a sea SCENE 1.—Tharsus.-An open Place near That almost burst the deck, and from the ladder. the sea-shore.
Wash'd off a canvas-climber :• Ha! says one, Enter DIONYZA and LEONINE. Wilt out 1 and, with a dropping industry, Dion. Thy oath remember ; thou hast sworn They skip from stem to stern : the boatswain
whistles, Tis but a blow, which never shall be known.
The master calls, and trebles their confusion Thou canst not do a thing i'the world so soon, Jeon. And when was this To yield thee so much profit. Let not con-1 Mar. It was when I was born : science,
Never were waves nor wind more violent. Which is but cold, inflame love in thy bosom, Leon, Corne, say your prayers speedily. Inflame too nicely; nor let pity, which
Mar. What mean you ! Even women have cast off, melt thee, but be
Leon. If you require a little space for prayer, A soldier to thy purpose.
I grant it: Pray ; but be not tedious, Leon. I'll do't; but yet she is a goodly crea. For the gods are quick of ear, and I am sworu ture.
To do my work with haste.
Leon. To satisfy my lady.
Now, as I can remember by my troth,
I never did her hurt in all my life ;
I never spake bad word, nor did ill turn Enter MARINA, with a Basket of Flowers. To any living creature : believe me, la,
Alar. No, no, I will rob Tellus of her weeds, I never kill'd a mouse, nor burt a fly : To strew thy green with flowers : the yellows, I trod upon a worm against my will, blues, .
But I wept for it. How have I offended, The purple violets, and marigolds,
Wherein my death might yield her profit, or Shall, as a chaplet, hang upon thy grave,
My life imply her danger While summer days do last. Ab me I poor Leon. My commission maid,
Is not to reason of the deed, but do it. Born in a tempest, wben my mother died,
Mar. You will not do't for all the world, I This world to me is like a lasting storm,
hope. Whirring me from my friends.
You are well-favour'd, and your looks foreshow Dion. How now, Marina! Why do you keep You have a gentle heart. I saw you lately, alone ?
When you caught hurt in parting two that How chance my daughter is not with you? Do
fought : not
Good sooth, it show'd well in you; do so now : Consume your blood with sorrowing: you have Your lady seeks my life : come you between, A uurse of me. Lord! how your favour's + And save poor me, the weaker. chang'd
Leon. I am sworn, With this unprofitable woe ! Come, come ;
And will despatch. Give me your wreath of fowers. Ere the sea mar it,
Enter PIRATES, whilst MARINA is struggling. Walk forth with Leonine ; t the air is quick there 1 Pirate. Hold, villain ! Piercing, and sharpens well the stomach.
(LEONINE Tuns away. Come;
1 2 Pirate. A prizel a prize! Leonine, take her by the arm, walk with her. 3 Pirate. Half-part, mates, half-part. Come Mar. No, I pray you ;
let's have her aboard suddenly. I'll not bereave you of your servant.
[Exeunt Piratzs with MARINA. Dion. Come, come ; I love the king your father, and yourself,
SCENE II.-The same.
Leon. These roving thieves serve the great He will repent the breadth of his great voyage ;
pirate Valdes ; Rlame both my lord and me, that we have ta'en | And they have seiz'd Marina. Let her go : No care to your best courses. Go, I pray you, There's no hope she'll return. I'll swear she's Walk, and be cheerful once again ; reserve
dead, That excellent complexion, which did steal And thrown into the sea.-But I'll see further : The eyes of young and old. Care not for me ; Perhaps they will but please themselves upon her, I can go home alone.
Not carry her aboard. If she remain, Mar. Well, I will go;
Whom they have ravish'd, must by me be slain. But yet I have no desire to it.
(Exit. Dion. Come, come, I know 'tis good for you. Walk half an hour, Leonine, at the least :
SCENE III.-Mitylene.-A Room in a Remember what I have said.
Enter PANDER, BAWD, and Boult. while;
Pund, Boult. Pray yon walk softly, do not heat your blood : L Boult. Sir. WhatI must have a care of you.
Pand. Search the market narrowly ; Mitylene Mar. Thanks, sweet madam.
is full of gallants. We lost too much money this
(Exit DIONYZA. mart, by being too wenchless. Is this wind westerly that blows?
Bawd. We were never so much out of creaLeon. South west.
tures. We have but poor three, and they can do Mar. When I was born, the wind was north. no more than they can do ; and with continual Leon. Was't so?
action are even as good as rotten.
Pand. Therefore let's bave fresh ones, what
• A sbip-bor.
e'er we pay for them. If there be not a consci- , shall have the difference of all coinplexions ence to be us'd in every trade, we shall never What I do you stop your ears 1 prosper.
Mar. Are you a woman ? Bawd. Thou say'st true : 'tis not the bringing Bawd. What would you have me be, an I be up of poor bastards, as I think I have brought not a woman? up some eleven
Mar. An honest woman, or not a woman. Boult. Ay, to eleven, and brought them down Bawd. Marry, whip thee, gosling : I think I again. But shall I search the market ?
shall have something to do with you. Come, you Bawd. What else, mau ? The stuff we bave, are a young foolish sapling, and must be bowed a strong wind will blow it to pieces, they are so as I would have you. pitifully sodden.
Mar. The gods defend me! Pand. Thou say'st true ; they are too unwhole- Baud. If it please the gods to defend you by some o'conscience. The poor Transilvanian is men, then men must comfort you, men must dead, that lay with the little baggage.
feed you, men must stir you up.-Boult's reBoult. Ay, she quickly poop'd him; she made turned. him roast meat for worms:--but I'll go search the market.
Enter BOULT. Pand. Three or four thousand chequins were Now, Sir, bast thou cried her through the as pretty a proportion to live quietly, and so give market? over
Boult. I have cried her almost to the number Baud, Why, to give over, I pray you? Is it of her hairs; I have drawn her picture with my a sbaine to get when we are old ?
voice. Pard. Oh! our credit comes not in like the Band. And I pr'ythee tell me, how dost thou commodity ; nor the commodity wages not with find the inclination of the people, especially of the danger : therefore, if in our youths we could the younger sort? pick up some pretty estate, 'twere not amiss to Boult. 'Faith, they listened to me, as they keep our door hatch'd, . Besides, the sore terms would have hearkened to their father's testa we stand upon with the gods, will be strong ment. There was a Spaniard's mouth $0 wa. with us for giving over.
tered, that he went to bed to her very descripBawd. Come, other sorts offend as well as we. tion.
Pand. As well as we ! ay, and better too; we B awd. We shall have him here to-morrow with offend worse. Neither is our profession any his best ruff oil. trade ; it's no calling :--but here comes Boult. Boult. To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do
you know the French kuigbt that cowers * i'the Enter the PIRATES, and Boult, dragging in bams? MARINA.
Baud. Who? Monsieur Veroles ? Boult. Come your ways. [TO MARINA
Boult. Ay; be offered to cut a caper at the masters, you say she's a virgin ?
proclamation; but he made a groan at it, and 1 Pirate. O Sir, we doubt it not.
swore he would see her to-morrow. Boult. Master, I have gone thorough for this Bawd. Well, well : as for him, he brought his piece, + you see if you like her, so, if not, I disease hither: here he does but repair it. I have lost my earnest.
know, he will coine in our shadow, to scatter bis Baud. Boult, has she any qualities?
crowns in the sun. Boult. She has a good face, speaks well, and Boult. Well, if we had of every nation a tra. has excellent good clothes ; there's no further veller, we should lodge them with this sign. necessity of qualities can make her be refused. Baud. Pray you, come bither awhile. You Bawd. What's her price, Boult?
have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me : you Boult. I cannot be bated one doit of a thou must seem to do that fearfully, which you com. sand pieces.
mit willingly; to despise protit, where you have Pand, Well, follow me, my masters; you shall most gain. To weep that you live as you do, have your money presently. Wife, take ber in ; makes pity in your lovers : Seldom, but that pity instruct her what she has to do, that she may begets you a good opinion, and that opiniou a not be raw in her entertainment. I
ineret profit. Ereunt PANDER and PIRATES. I Mar. I understand you not. Baud. Boult, take you the marks of her; the Boult. 0, take her home, inistress, take her colour of her hair, complexion, height, age, with home : these blushes of her's must be quenchel warrant of her virginity; and cry, He that will with some present practice. give most, shall have her first. Such a Bawd. Thou say'st true, i'faith, so they must : maidenhead were no cheap thing; if men were for your bride goes to that with shame, which is as they have been. Get this done as I command her way to go with warrant. you.
Boult. 'Faith some do, and some do not. Boult. Performance shall follow.
But, mistress, if I have bargained for the
(Erit BOULT. joint, ---Mar. Alack, that Leonine was so slack, so Baud. Thou may'st cut a morsel off the spit. slow !
Boult. I may so. (He should have struck, not spoke;) or that Bawd. Who should deny it? Come, young these pirates
one, I like the manner of your garments well. (Not enough barbarous.) had not overboard
Boult. Ay, by my faith, they shall not be Tbrown me, to seek my mother!
changed yet. Bawd. Wby lament you, pretty one ?
Bawd. Boult, spend thou that in the town: Mar. That I am pretty.
report what a sojourner we have ; you'll lose no. Bawd. Come, the gods have done their part in thing by custom. When nature framed this priece, you.
she meant thee a good turn; therefore say what Mar. I accuse them not.
a paragon she is, and thou hast the harvest out Bawd. You are lit into my hands, where you of thine own report are like to live.
Boult. I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall Mar. The more my fault,
not so awake the beds of eels, as my giving out To 'scape bis hauds, wbere I was like to die. her beauty stir up the lewdly-inclined. I'll bring
Bawd, Ay, and you sball live in pleasure. hoine some to-night.
Bawd. Come your ways; follow me. Bawd. Yes, indeed, shall you, and taste gen-1 Mar. If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters tlemen of all fashions. You sball fare well; you Untied I still my virgin knot will keep. (deep,
Diana, aid my purpose ! •1 Half open... Bid a high price for her Unskilful in what she has to do.
A certain profit.
Bawd. What have you to do with Diana? Making (io take your imagination,) Pray you, will you go with us?
From bourn to bourn, region to region. (Ereunt. By you being pardon'd, we commit no crime,
To use one language, in each several cliure. SCENE IV.-Tharsus.-A Room in Cleon's Where our scenes seem to live. I do beseech House,
To learn of me, who stand i'the gap to teacb Enter Cleox and DIONYZA.
you, Dion. Why are you foolish? Can it be un- | The stages of our story. Pericles done ?
Is now again thwarting the wayward seas, Cle. O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter (Attended on by many a lord and knight,) The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon !
To see his daughter, all his life's delight. Dion. I think
Old Escanes, whom Helicanus late You'll turn a child again.
Advanc'd in time to great and high estate, Cle. Were I chief lord of all the spacious Is left to govern. Bear you it in mind, world,
Old Helicanus goes along behind. I'd give it to undo the deed. O lady,
Well-sailing ships, and bounteous winds, have Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princess
brought To equal any single crown o'the earth,
This king to Tharsus, (think his pilot thought ; l'the justice of compare! 0 villain Leonine, So with his steerage shall your thoughts grow Whom thou hast poison'd too !
on,) If thou hadst drunk to hiin, it had been a kind. To fetch his daughter home, who first is gone. ness
Like motes and shadows see them move 2Becoming well thy feat : . what canst thoa say,
while ; When noble Pericles shall demand his child? Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile.
Dion. That sbe is dead. Nurses are not the To foster it, nor ever to preserve.
Dumb show. She died by night ; I'll say so. Who can cross it ?
Enter at one door PenicLES, with his Train; Unless you play the impious innocent, t
CLEON, and DIONYZA at the other. CLEON And, for an honest attribute, cry out
shows PERICLES the tomb of MARINA; She died by foul play.
whereat PERICLES makes lamentation, puts Cle. Oh! go to. Well, well,
on Sackcloth, and in a mighty passion of all the faults beneath the heavens, the gods
departs. Then CLEON and DIONYZA reDo like this worst.
tire. Dion. Be one of those, that think The petty wrens of Tharsus will fly hence,
Gow. See how belief may suffer by foul show! And open this to Pericles. I do sbame
This borrow'd passion stands for true old woe; To think of what a noble strain you are,
And Pericles, in sorrow all devour'd, And of how cow'd a spirit.
With sighs shot through, and biggest tears o'er. Cle. To such proceeding
showr'd, Who ever but his approbation added,
Leaves Tharsus, and again embarks. He swears Though not his preconsent, be did not flow Never to wash his face, nor cut his hairs : From honourable courses.
He puts on sackcloth, and to sea. He bears Dion. Be it so then;
A tempest, wbich his mortal vessel + tears, Yet none does know, but you, how she came And yet he rides it out. Now please you wit dead,
The epitaph is for Marina writ Nor none can know, Leonine being gone.
By wicked Dionyza. She did disdain my child, and stood between
[Reads the inscription on MARINA'S Her and her fortunes: None would look on
The fairest, sweet'st, and best, lies here, But cast their gazes on Marina's face ;
Who wither'd in her spring of year. Whilst ours was blurted at, and held a malkin, t | She was of Turus, the king's daughter, Not worth the time of day. It pierc'd me on whom foul death hath made this slaughthorough ;
ter; And though you call my course unnatural, Marina was she call'd; and at her birth, You not your child well loving, yet I find, Thetis, being proud, swallow'd some part It greets me as an enterprise of kindness,
o'the earth : Perform'd to your sole $ daughter.
Therefore the earth, fearing to be o'erflow'd, Cle. Heavens forgive it!
Hath Thetis birth-child on the heavens Dion. And as for Pericles,
bestow'd; What should he say? We wept after her Wherefore she does, and swears she'll never bearse,
stint,) And even yet we mourn: her monument Make raging bättery upon shores of Nint. Is almost finish'd, and her epitaphs
No visor does become black villany, In glittering golden characters express
So well as soft and tender flattery. A general praise to lier, and care in us
Let Pericles believe his daughter's dead, At whose expense 'tis done.
And bear his courses to be ordered cle. Thou art like the harpy,
By lady Fortune ; while our scenes display Which, to betray, doth wear an angel's face, His daughter's woe and heavy well-a-day, Seize with an eagle's talons.
In her anholy service. Patience then, Dion. You are like one that superstitiously And think you now are all in Mitylen. Doth swear to the gods, that winter kills the
[Erit. flies : But yet I know you'll do as I advise.
SCENE V.- Mitykne.-A Street before the [Exeunt.
Brothel. Enter GOWER, before the Monument of
Enter, from the Brothel, two GENTLEMEN. MARINA, at Tharsus. Gow. Thus time we waste, and longest leagues i Gent. Did you ever hear the like? make short :
12 Gent. No, nor never sball do in such a Sail seas in cockles; have, and wish but for't; place as this, she being once gone.
.le. Of a piece with the rest of my exploit.
† A common appellation for an idiot. % A coarse wencb.
• Travelling from country to country. + His body. 1 To know.
6 The ti I Never ceane.
I Gent. But to have divinity preached there! to him indeed; but how honourable he is in Did you ever dream of such a thing ?
that, I know not. 2 Gent. No, no. Come, I am for no more Bawd, 'Pray you, without any more virginal bawdy-houses : shall we go hear the vestals fencing, will you use bim kindly: He will line sing?
your apron with gold. 1 Gent. I'll do any thing now that is virtuous ; Mar. What he will do graciously, I will thauk. but I am out of the road of rutting, for ever. fully receive.
(Ereunt. Lys. Have you done?
Baud. My lord, she's not paced yet; you SCENE VI.-The same.--A Room in the must take some pains to work her to your Brothel.
manage. Come, we will leave his honour and
ber togeth. Come, weains to Wopaced yet:
you that a man may that thought yonis how's this ?
Enter PANDER, BAWD, and BOULT.
[Excunt BAWD, PANDER, and
BOULT. Pand. Well, I had rather than twice the worth Lys. Go thy ways.-Now, pretty one, how of her, she had ne'er come here.
long have you been at this trade? Bawd. Fie, fie upon her, she is able to freeze Mar. What trade. Sir? the god Priapus, and undo a whole generation. Lus. What I can not name, but I shall of We must either get her ravish'd, or be rid offend. her. When she should do for clients her fit- Mar. I cannot be offended with my trade. ment, and do me the kindness of our profession, Please you to name it. she has me her quirks, her reasons, her master. Ly. How long have you been of this profes. reasons, her prayers, her knees; that she would sion? make a puritan of the devil, if he should cheapeul Mar. Ever since I can reinember. a kiss of her.
Lys. Did you go to it so young? Were you a Boult. Faith I must ravish her, or she'll dis-l gamester . at five, or at seven furnish us of all our cavaliers, and make all our Mar. Earlier too, Sir, if now I be one. swearers priests.
Lys. Why, the house you dwell in, proclaimas Pand. Now, the pox upon her green-sickness you to be a creature of sale. for me!
Mar. Do you know this house to be a place of Bawd. 'Faith, there's no way to be rid on't, such resort, and will come into it? I hear say, but by the way to the pox. Here comes the lord you are of honourable parts, and are the governor Lysimachus, disguised.
of this place. Boult. We should have both lord and lown, ifLys. Why, hath your principal made known the peevish baggage would but give way to cus- unto you who I am tomers.
Mar. Who is my principal ?
Lys. Why, your herb woman : she that sets Enter LYSIMACHUS.
seeds and roots of shame and iniquity. Oh! Lys. How now? How * a dozen of virgi you have heard something of my power, and nities?
so stand aloof for more serions wooing. But ! Bawd. Now, the gods to bless your hon. protest to thee, pretty one, my authority shall our !
not see thee, or else look friendly upon thee. Boult. I am glad to see your honour in good Come, bring me to some private place. Come, health.
come. Lys. You may so ; 'tis the better for you that Mar. If you were born to honour, show it your resorters stand upon sound legs. How now,
now; wholesome iniquityHave you that a man may If put upon you, make the judgment good deal withal, and defy the surgeon 3
Bawd. We have here one, Sir, if she would Lys. How's this ? how's this ?-Some more ; --but there never came ber like in Mity--be sage. lene.
Mar. For me, Lys. If she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune would'st say.
Hath plac'd me here within this loathsome sty, Bawd. Your honour knows what 'tis to say, Where, since I came, diseases bave been sold well enough.
Dearer than physic,-0 that the good gods Lys. Well; call forth, call forth.
Would set me free from this unhallow'd place, Boult. For flesh and blood, Sir, white and red, Though they did change ine to the meanest bird you sball see a rose; and she were a rose indeed, That flies i'the purer air ! if she had but
Lys. I did not think Lys. What, pr'ythee?
Thou couldst have spoke so well; re'er dream'd Boult. O Sir, I can be modest.
thou couldst. Lys. That dignifies the renown of a bawd, no Had I brought hither a corrupted mind, less than it gives a good report to a number to Thy speech had alter'd it. Hole, here's gold for be chaste.
Persever still in that clear way thou goest,
And the gods strengthen thee! Bard. Here comes that which grows to the Mar. The gods preserve you! stalk ;-never plucked yet, I can assure you. Is Lys. For me, be you thoughten she not a fair creature ?
Thai I came with no ill intent: for to me Lys. 'Faith, she would serve after a long The very doors and windows savour vilely. voyage at sea. Well, there's for you ;-leave Farewell. Thou art a piece of virtue, and 113.
I doubt not but thy training hath been noble. Bawd. I beseech your honour, give me leave : Hold ; here's more gold for thee.--a word, and l'll have done presently.
A curse upon him, die he like a thier. Lys. I beseech you, do.
That robs thee of thy goodness! If ihou hear'st Baud. First, I would have you note, this is
from me, an houourable man.
It shall be for thy good. TO MARINA, whom she takes aside. [As LYSIMACHUS is putting up his Purse. Mar. I desire to find him so, that I may wor
BOULT enters. thily note him.
Boult. I beseech your bonour, one piece for Bard. Next, he's the governor of this coun-me. try, and a man whom I am bound to.
Lys. Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper! Your Alar. If he govern the country, you are bound
• Ilow much shall I give for?