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composesamos; and with her neeld

he had never comes away with her. Would not

But for this virgin that doth prop it up,

I doubt not but this populous city will Would sink, and overwhelm you all. Away! Yield many scholars.

[Erit LYSIMACHUS. Boult. But can you teach all this you speak Boult. How's this? We must take another of ? course with you. If your peevisb chastity, which Mar. Prove that I cannot, take me home is not worth a breakfast in the cheapest country

again, under the cope, * shall undo a whole household, And prostitute me to the basest groom let me be gelded like a spaniel. Come your That doth frequent your house. ways.

Boult. Well, I will see what I can do for thee : Mar. Whither would you have me?

if I can place thee, I will. Boult. I must have your maidenhead taken off, Mar. But, amongst bonest women ? or the common hangman shall execute it. Come Boult. 'Faith, my acquaintance lies little your way. We'll have no more gentlemen driven amongst them. But since my master and misaway. Come your ways, I say.

tress have bought you, there's no going but by

their consent; therefore I will make them acRe-enter BAWD.

quainted with your purpose, and I doubt not but Bawd. How now! what's the matter?

I shall find them tractable enough. Come, I'll Boult. Worse and worse, mistress: she has do for thee what I can: come your ways. here spoken holy words to the lord Lysima

(Ereunt. chus.

Bawd. Oh ! abominable !

Boult. She makes our profession as it were to stink afore the face of the gods.

Bawd. Marry, hang her up for ever!
Boult. The nobleman would have dealt with

Enter GOWER. her like a nobleman, and she sent him away as cold as a snowball ; saying his prayers too. Gou. Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and Bawd. Bonlt, take her away ; use ber at thy

chances pleasure ; crack the glass of ber virginity, and into an honest house, our story says. inake the rest malleable.

She sings like one immortal, and she dances Boult. An if she were a thornier piece of As goddess-like to her admired lays : ground than she is, she shall be ploughed. Deep clerks she dumbs; and with her beeld

Mar. Hark, hark, you gods!

Bawd. She conjures : away with her. Would Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or she had never come within my doors ! Marry

berry; hang you ! She's born to undo us. Will you not that even ber art sisters the natural roses : go the way of women-kind ? Marry come up, my Her inkle, silk, twine with the rubied cherry : dish of chastity with rosemary and bays !

That pupils lacks she none of noble race,

(Erit BAWD. Who pour their bounty on her; and ber gain Boult. Come. mistress ; come your way with She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her me.

place ; Mar. Wbither would you have me?

And to her father turn our thoughts again. Boult. To take from you the jewel you hold where we left him, on the sea. We there him so dear.

ost: Mar. Proythee tell me one thing first.

Whence, driven before the winds, he is arriv'd Boult. Come now, your one thing.

Here where his daughter dwells ; and on this Mar. What canst thou wish thine enemy to

coast be ?

Suppose him now at anchor. The city striv'd Boult. Why, I could wish bim to be my mas. God Neptune's annual feast to keep : fron ter, or rather, my mistress.

whence Mar. Neither of these are yet so bad as thov | Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies, art

His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense ; Since they do better thee in their command. Aud to him in his barge with fervour hies. 'Thou hold'st a place, for which the pained'st In your supposing once more put your sight; fiend

or heavy Pericles think this the bark : of hell would not in reputation cbange :

Where, what is done in action, more, if might, Thou’rt the damu'd door-keeper to every coy. Shall be discover'd ; please you, sit, and hark. strelt

[Erit. That hither comes enquiring for his tib; To the choleric fisting of each rogue thy ear

SCENE 1.-On board PERICLES' Ship, off Is liable ; tby very food is such

Mitylene. A close Pavilion on deck, with As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs.

a Curtain before it ; PERICLES within it, Boult. What would you have me! go to the

reclined on a Couch. A Barge lying beside wars, would you? where a man may serve

the Tyrian Vessel. seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough in the end to buy him a wooden

Enter tuo SAILORS, one belonging to th one ?

rian Vessel, the other to the Barge ; to them Mar. Do any thing but this thon doest.

HELICANUS. Empty Old receptacles, common sewers, of filth; ' Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus he Serve by indenture to the comman hangman ;

can resolve you. Any of these ways are better yet than this :

[To the Sailor of Mitylene. For that which thou professest, a baboon,

Oh! here he is. Could he but speak, would own a name too Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene. dear.

And in it is Lysimachus the governor, Oh ! that the gods would safely from this place Who craves to come aboard. What is your Deliver me! Here, here is gold for thee.

will? If that thy master would gain aught by me,

Hel. That he have his. Call up somne gedProclaim that I can sing, weave, sew, and

tlemen. dance,

Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls. With other virtues, which I'll keep from boast :

Enter two GENTLEMEN. And I will undertake all these to teacb.

1 Gent. Doth your lordship call ? • Canopy of heaven. + Paltry fellow.

• Learned meu.

Hel. Gentlemen,

| Enter, from the Barge, LORD, MARINA, and There is some of worth would come aboard : 1

a young LADY. pray you, To greet them fairly.

Lys. Oh! here is [The GENTLEMEN and the two SAILORS

The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one 1

Is't not a goodly presence ? descend and go on board the Barge.

Het A gallant lady. Enter, from thence, LYSIMACHUS and LORDS;

Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd sbe the Tyrian GENTLEMEN, and the two SAI

came LORS.

of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish

No better choice, and think me rarely wed. Tyr. Sail. Sir,

Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty This is the man that can, in aught you would, Expect even here, where is a kingly patient Resolve you.

If that thy prosperous-artificial feat Lys. Hail, reverend Sir! the gods preserve can draw him but to answer thee in aught, you!

Thy sacred physic shall receive such pay
Hel. And you, Sir, to out-live the age I am, As thy desires can wish.
And die as I would do.

Mar. Sir, I will use
Lys. You wish me well.

My utmost skill in his recovery, Being on shore, bonouring of Neptune's tri- | Provided none but I and my companion umphs,

Be suffer'd tu come near him. Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us,

Lys. Come, let us leave her, I make to it, to know of whence you are.

And the gods make her prosperous ! Hel. First, Sir, what is your place ?

[MARINA sings Lys. I am governor of this place you lie be- | Lys. Mark'd be your music? fore.

Mar. No, nor look'd on us. Hel. Sir,

Lys. See, she will speak to him. Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;

Mar. Hail, Sir ! my lord, lend ear : A man, who for this three inonths hath not Per. Hum! ha! spoken

Mar. I am a maid, To any one, nor taken sustenance,

My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes, But to prorogue • bis grief.

But have been gaz'd on, comet-like : she Lys. Upon what ground is his distempera

speaks ture?

My lord, that, may be, hath endur'd a grief Hel. Sir, it would be too tedious to repeat; Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd. But the main grief of all, springs from the loss Though wayward fortune did malign my state, or a beloved daughter and a wife.

My derivation was from ancestors Lys. May we not see him, then ?

Who stood equivalent with mighty kings : Hel. You may indeed, Sir

But time bath rooted out my parentage, But bootless is your sight: he will not speak And to the world and awkward casualties To any.

Bound me in servitude. I will desist; Lys. Yet, let me obtain my wish.

But there is something glows upon my cheek, Hel. Behold him, Sir : (PERICLES discovered.] And whispers in mine ear, Go not till he speak. this was a goodly person,

[Å side. Till the disaster, that, one mortal + night,

Per. My fortunes-parentage-good parenDrove him to this.

tageLys. Sir, king, all haill the gods preserve To equal mine l-was it not tbus? what say you ! Hail,

you? Hail, royal Sir!

Mar. I said, my lord, if you did know my Hel. It is in vain : he will not speak to you.

parentage, 1 Lord. Sir, we have a maid in Mitylene, I | You would not do me violence. durst wager,

Per. I do think so. Would win some words of him.

I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me. Lys. "Tis well betbought.

You are like something that-What country. She, question ess, with her sweet harmony

woman And other choice attractions, would allure, Here of these shores? And make a battery through his deafen'd| Mar. No, nor of any shores : parts, i

Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am Which now are midway stopp'd :

No other than I appear. She, all as bappy as of all the fairest,

Per. I am great with woe, and shall deliver Is, with her fellow-maidens, now within

weeping. The leafy shelter that abuts against

My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a The island's side.

one He whispers one of the attendant LORDS,-My daughter might have been : my queen's Erit LORD, in the Barge of LYSI

square brows; MACHUS.

Her stature to an inch ; as wand-like straight; Hel. Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing we'll As silver-voic'd; her eyes as jewel-like, omit

And cas'd as richly: in pace anothei Juno; That bears recovery's name. But, since your Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them kindness

hungry, We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you The more she gives them speech-Where do you further

live? That for our gold we may provision have,

Mar. Where I am but a stranger: from the Wherein we are not destitute for want,

deck But weary for the staleness.

You may discern the place. Lys. O Sir, a courtesy,

Per. Where were you bred ? Whicb if we should deny, the most just God And how achiev'd you these endowments, For every graff would send a caterpillar,

which And so infict our province.-Yet once more You make more rich to owe ?. Let me intreat to know at large the cause

Mar. Should I tell my history. or your king's sorrow.

"Twould seem like lies disdain'd in the report Hel. Sit, Sir, I will recount it :But see, I am prevented.

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Act V Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look st| A crew of pirates came and rescu'd me; Modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace Brought me to Mitylene. But now, good Sir, For the crown'd truth to dwell in : I'll believe Whither will you bave me? Wby do you weep! thee,

It may be, And make my senses credit thy relation

You think me an impostor: no, good faith ; To points that seem impossible ; for thou I am the daughter to king Pericles, look'st

Ir good king Pericles be. Like one I lov'd indeed. What were thy Per. Ho, Helicanus ! friends ?

Hel. Calls my gracious lord ? Didst thou not say, when I did push thee back, Per. Thou art a grave and noble counsellor, (Which was when I perceiv'd thee,) that thon Most wise in general : Tell me, if thou canst, cam'st

What this maid is, or what is like to be, From good descending ?

That thus hath made me weep? Mar. So indeed I did.

Hel. I know not; but
Per. Report thy parentage. I thing thou Here is the regent, Sir, of Mitylene,

Speaks nobly of her.
Thou hadst been toss'd from wrong to injury, Lys. She would never tell
Aud that thou thought'st thy griets might equalHer parentage, being demanded that,

She would sit still and weep.
If both were open'd.

Per. O Helicanus, strike me, honour'd Sir: Mar. Soine such thing indeed

Give me a gash, put me to present paiu; I said, and said no more but what my thoughts Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, Did warrant me was likely.

O'erbear the shores of my mortality, Per. Tell thy story :

And drown me with their sweetness. 0 come If thine, consider'd, prove the thousandth part

bither, Or my endurance, thou art a man, and I

Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget; Have snffer'd like a girl: yet thou dost look Thon that wast born at sea, buried at Tbarsus, Like Patience, gazing on kings' graves, and And found at sea again ! o Helicanus, smiling

Down on thy knees, thank the holy gods, as Extremity out of act. What were thy friends ?

loud How lost thon them? Thy name, my most kind As thunder threatens us : This is

What was thy mother's name? Tell me but Recount, I do beseech thee: come, sit by me. Mar. My name, Sir, is Marina.

For truth can never be confirm'd enough, Per. Oh! I am mock'd,

Tbough doubts did ever sleep. And thou by some incensed god sent bither

Mar. First, Sir, I pray, To make the world laugh at me.

What is your title? Mar. Patience, good Sir,

Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now Or here I'll cease.

(As in the rest thou hast been godlike perfect,) Per. Nay, I'll be patient :

My drown'd queen's name, thou art the heir of Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me,

kingdoms, To call thyself Marina.

And another life to Pericles thy father. Mar. The name, Marina,

Mar. 's it no more to be your daughter, than Was given me by one that had some power; To say, my mother's name was Thaisa ? My father, and a king.

Thaisa was my mother, who did end Per. How ! a king's daughter ?

The minute I began. And call'd Marina ?

Per. Now blessing on thee, rise : thou art my Mar. You said you would believe me ;

child. But, not to be a troubler of your peace,

Give me fresh garments. Mine own, Helicanus. I will end here.

(Not dead at Tharsus, as she should have been, Per. But are you flesh and blood ?

By savage Cleon,) she sball tell thee all ; Have you a working pulse ? and are no fairy? When thou shalt kneel and justify in know. No motion ? .-Well; speak on. Where were

ledge, you born ?

She is thy very princess.-Who is this? And wherefore callid Marina

Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mitylene, Mar. Callod Marina,

Who, hearing of your melancholy state, For I was born at sea.

Did come to see you. Per. At sea 1-thy mother?

Per. I embrace you, Sir. Mar. My mother was the danghter of a king : Give me my robes-I am wild in my belolding. Who died the very minute ( was born,

o heavens bless my girl! But hark, what As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft

music 1 Deliver'd weeping.

Tell Helicanus, my Marina, tell him Per. Oh! stop there a little !

O'er, point by point, for yet he seems to doubt, This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep How sure you are my daughter.-But what Did mock sad fools withal : this cannot be.

music? My daughter's buried. [ Aside.) Well :-where! Hel. My lord, I hear none. were you bred ?

Per. None ? I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your The music of the spheres : list, my Marina. story,

Lys. It is not good to cross him : give bim And never interrupt you.

way. Mar. You'll scarce believe me: 'twere best Il Per. Rarest sounds! did give o'er.

Do ye not bcar ? Per. I will believe you by the syllable + 1 lys. Music ? My lord, I hear-of what you shall deliver. Yet, give me Per. Most heavenly music : leave :-

It nips me unto list'ning, and thick slumber How came you in these parts? Where were you Hangs on mine eye-lids : let me rest. bred ?

(He sleeps. Mar. The king, my father, did in Tharsus Lys. A pillow for his bead; leave me ;

(The Curtain before the Pavilion of Till cruel Cleon, with his wicked wife,

PERICLES is closed. Did seek to murder me: and having woo'd

So leave him all. Well, my companion.friends, A villain to attempt it, who having drawn, If this but answer to my just belief,

I'll well remember you. • I. e. No poppet dressea up to deceive me.

Ereunt LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS, I will believe every word you say.

MARINA, and attendant Lady.

SCENE II.--The same.-PERICLES on the Wears yet thy silver livery. She at Tbarsus

Deck asleep: DIANA appearing to him as Was Durs'd with Cleon : whom at fourteen in a vision.

years Dia. My temple stands in Ephesus ; hic thee

He sought to murder : but her better stars thither,

| Brought her to Mitylene ; against whose shore And do upon mine altar sacrifice.

Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard

us, There, when my maiden priests are met to

Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she getber, Before the people all,

| Made known herself my daughter.

Thai. Voice and favour !
Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife:
To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's call,

You are-you are-o royal Pericles !

She saints, And give them repetition to the life.

Per. What means the woman ? she dies ! help, Perform my bidding, or thou liv'st in woe : Do't, and be happy, by my silver bow.


Cer. Noble Sir. Awake, and tell thy dream.

If you have told Diana's altar true,

(DIYA disappears. Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine,

This is your wife.

| Per. Reverend appearer, no: I will obey thee 1-Helicanus !

I threw her o'erboard with these very arms, Enter LYSIMACHOS, HELICANUS, and

Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you.

Per. 'Tis most certail.

Cer. Look to the lady ;-Oh! she's but o'er Hel. Sir.

joy'd. Per. My purpose was for Tharsus, there to Early.

"Early, one blust'ring morn, this lady was strike

Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and The inhospitable Cleon ; but I am

Found there rich jewels ; recover'd her, and For other service first : toward Ephesus

plac'd her Turn our blown sails ; eftsoons. I'll tell thee

Here in Diana's temple. why.


Per. May we see them ? Shall we refresh us, Sir, upon your shore,

Cer. Great Sir, they shall be brought you to And give you gold for such provision

my house, As our intents will need ?

Wbither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is Lys. With all my heart, Sir; and, when you

Recover'd. come ashore,

Thai, Oh ! let me look! I have another suit.

If he be none of mine, my sanctity Per. You shall prevail,

Will to my sense + bend no licentious ear. Were it to woo my daughter; for it seeins

But curb it, spite of seeing. O my lord, You have been noble towards her.

Are you not Pericles? Like him yon speak, Lys. Sir, lend your arm.

Like bim you are : Did you not name a temPer. Come, my Marina.


(Exeunt. A birth, and death? Enter GOWER, before the Temple of Diana

Per. The voice of dead Thaisa ! at Ephesus.

Thai. That Thaisa am 1, supposed dead,

And drown'd. Gow. Now our sands are alınost run:

Per. Immortal Dian ! More a little, and then done.

Thai. Now I know you better. This, as my last boon, give me,

When we with tears parted Pentapolis, (For such kindness must relieve me.)

The king, my father, gave you such a ring. That you aptly will suppose

(Shows a ring. What pageantry, what feats, what shows,

Per. This, this: no more, you guds ! your What minstrelsy, and pretty din,

present kindness The regent made in Mitylin,

Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do To greet the king. So he has thriv'd,

well, That he is promis'd to be wiv'd

That on the touching of her lips I may To fair Marina ; but in no wise,

Melt, and no more be seen. 0 come, be Till he + had done his sacrifice,

buried As Dian bade : whereto being bouud,

A second time within these arms. The interim, pray you, all confound. Í

Mar. My heart In feather'd briefness sails are fillid,

Leaps to be gone into my mother's tosom. And wisbes fall out as they're will'd.

[Kneels to THAISA. At Ephesus, the temple see,

Per. Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy Our king, and all his company.

flesh, Thaisa ; That he can hither come so soon,

Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina, Is by your fancy's thankful boon.

For she was yielded there. [Exit.

Thai. Bless'd and mine own!

Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen! SCENE III.-The Temple of Diana at Eph Thai. I know you not.

esus : THAISA standing near the Altar, as Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly high Priestess ; a number of Virgins on each side; CERIMON and other inhabitants I left behind an ancient substitute : of Ephesus attending.

Can you remember wbat I call'd the mau?

I have nam'd him oft.
Enter PERICLES, with his Train; Lysil Thai. 'Twas Helicanus then.
MACHUS, HELICANUS, MARINA, and a Per. Still confirmation :

| Embrace him, dear Thaisa : this is he. P'er. Hail Dian! to perform

Now do I long to hear how you were found; thy just com

How possibly preserv'd ; and whom to thank, mand,

Besides the gods, for this great miracle. I here confess myself the king of Tyre ;

Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord ; this man Who, frighted from my country, did wed The fair Tbaisa, at Pentapolis.

Through whom the gods have shown their power,

that can At sea in cbildbed died she, but brought forth A maid-child callid Marina; who, O goddess,

From first to last resolve you.

I.e. Her white robe or innocence. • Soon. + I. e. Pericles. + Sensual passion.

Drown'd bere means over# Confound here signifies to consumc.

whelmed, got suilocated.


pom Tyre, ent substituterie mau?

Per. Reverend Sir,

Lord Cerimon, we do our lunging stay, The gods can bave no mortal officer

To hear the rest untold.--Sir, lead the way. More like a god than you. Will you deliver

(Exeunt. How this dead queen re-lives ? Cer. I will, my lord.

Enter GOWER. Beseeeh you, first go with me to my house, 1 Gow. In Antioch, and his daughter, you Where shall be shown you all was found with

bave beard her ;

of monstrous lust the due and just reward : How she came placed here within the temple ; in Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen No needful thing omitted.

(Although assail'd with fortune fierce and Per. Pure Diana!

keen,) I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer

Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast, My night oblations to thee. Thaisa,

Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daugh

last. ter,

In Helicanus may you well descry Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now,

A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty : This ornament that makes me look so di In reverend Cerimon there weN appears, Will I, my lov'd Marina, clip to form ;

The worth that learned charity aye wears. And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd, For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify.

Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of

name credit,

of Pericles, to rage the city turn; Sir, that my father's dead.

That him and his they in bis palace burn. Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, | The gods for murder seemed so content my queen,

To punish them; although not done, but mea at We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves So on your patience ever more attending, Will in that kingdom spend our following days ; New joy wait on you! Here our play has endOur sou and daughter shall in Tyrus reign.



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