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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Tom Bishop
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Pericles, Prince of Tyre (Modern)


2255.1
[5.3]
[Enter at one door, Thaisa, Cerimon and other temple attendants at the altar; at another door, Pericles, Marina, Lysimachus, Helicanus, Lords and attendants. Pericles makes an offering to the altar.]
Pericles Hail Dian! To perform thy just command,
I here confess myself the King of Tyre,
Who, frighted from my country, did wed
At Pentapolis, the
fair Thaisa.
At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth
A
2260maid child called Marina who, o goddess,
Wears yet thy
silver livery. She at Tharsus
Was nursed with Cleon, who at
fourteen years
He sought to murder; but her better stars
Brought her to Metalin, 'gainst whose shore riding,
Her
fortunes brought the maid aboard us, where
By her
2265own most clear remembrance, she
Made known her
self my daughter.
Thaisa
Voice and favor!
You are, you are --! O royal
Pericles!
[She faints.]
Pericles What means the nun? She dies! Help, gen2270tlemen!
Cerimon Noble sir,
If you have told Diana's altar
true,
This is your wife.
Pericles
Reverend appearer, no.
I threw her overboard with these very arms.
2275Cerimon
Upon this coast, I warrant you.
Pericles
'Tis most certain.
Cerimon Look to the lady! [Examining Thaisa.] Oh, she's but over-joyed.
Early one blustering morn this lady was
Thrown upon
this shore. 2280I ope'd the coffin,
Found there rich jewels, recove
red her, and placed her
Here in Diana's temple.
Pericles
May we see them?
Cerimon Great sir, they shall be brought you to my house,
Whither I invite you. Look, Thaisa is
Recoverèd.
2285Thaisa
[Rising] Oh, let me look!
If he be none of mine, my san
ctity
Will to my sense bend no licentious ear,
But curb
it, spite of seeing. O my lord,
Are you not Pericles? Like
him you spake,
Like him you are. Did you not name a tem
pest,
A birth, and death?
2290Pericles
The voice of dead Thaisa!
Thaisa That Thaisa am I, supposèd dead and drowned.
Pericles
Immortal Dian!
Thaisa
Now I know you better.
When we with tears
parted Pentapolis,
The king my father gave you such a ring.
[She points to his ring.]
2295Pericles This, this! No more, you gods! Your present kind
ness
Makes my past miseries sports. You shall do well
That
on the touching of her lips I may
Melt, and no more be
seen. Oh, come! Be buried
A second time within these arms.
[They embrace.]
Marina
[Kneeling] My heart
Leaps to be gone into my mother's bo
2300som.
Pericles Look who kneels here: flesh of thy flesh, Thaisa.
Thy burden at the sea, and called Marina,
For she was yiel
ded there.
Thaisa
Blest, and mine own!
2305Helicanus
Hail, madam, and my queen.
Thaisa
I know you not.
Pericles You have heard me say, when I did fly from
Tyre,
I left behind an ancient substitute.
Can you remember what I called the man?
I have named him oft.
Pericles Still confirmation!
Embrace him, dear Thaisa, this
is he.
Now do I long to hear how you were found,
How
possibly preserved, and who to thank,
Besides the gods,
for this great miracle.
2315Thaisa Lord Cerimon, my lord, this man through whom

The gods have shown their power, that can from first
To
last resolve you.
Pericles Reverend sir,
The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god then you. Will you deliver
How this dead
2320queen re-lives?
Cerimon
I will, my lord.
Beseech you, first go with me
to my house,
Where shall be shown you all was found with
her,
How she came plac{e`}d here in the temple,
Noneedful thing omitted.
2325Pericles Pure Dian,
I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer
Night oblations to thee. Thaisa,
This prince, the fair
betrothèd of your daughter,
Shall marry her at Pentapolis.
And
now this ornament
Makes me look dismal, will I clip to
form,
And what this fourteen years no razor touched,
[To Marina] To
2330grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify.
Thaisa Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, sir,
My father's dead.
Pericles Heavens make a star of him, yet there, my
queen,
We'll celebrate their nuptials; and ourselves
2335Will in that kingdom spend our following days.
Our son
and daughter shall in Tyrus reign.
Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay
To hear the rest untold. Sir, lead's the way.
[Exeunt.]