Pericles, Prince of Tyre (Quarto)
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Pericles Prince of Tyre.
485With bloody veines expecting ouerthrow,
¶Are stor'd with Corne, to make your needie bread,
¶And giue them life, whom hunger-staru'd halfe dead.
¶Omnes. The Gods of Greece protect you,
¶And wee'le pray for you.
¶Be it our Wiues, our Children, or our selues,
¶Your Grace is welcome to our Towne and vs.
¶Vntill our Starres that frowne, lend vs a smile.
Exeunt.
500
Enter Gower.
¶Heere haue you seene a mightie King,
¶His child I'wis to incest bring:
¶A better Prince, and benigne Lord,
¶That Will proue awfull both in deed and word:
505Be quiet then, as men should bee,
¶Loosing a Mite, a Mountaine gaine:
¶The good in conuersation,
510To whom I giue my benizon:
¶Thinkes all is writ, he spoken can:
¶And to remember what he does,
¶Build his Statue to make him glorious:
515But tidinges to the contrarie,
¶Are brought your eyes, what need speake I.
C.
Dombe
