Pericles, Prince of Tyre (Quarto)
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¶Where now you both a Father and a Sonne,
175By your vntimely claspings with your Child,
¶(Which pleasures fittes a husband, not a father)
¶By the defiling of her Parents bed,
¶And both like Serpents are; who though they feed
¶Blush not in actions blacker then the night,
¶One sinne (I know) another doth prouoke;
185Murther's as neere to Lust, as Flame to Smoake:
¶I, and the targets to put off the shame,
¶Then least my life be cropt, to keepe you cleare,
¶By flight, Ile shun the danger which I feare.
Exit.
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Enter Antiochus.
¶Anti. He hath found the meaning.
¶For which we meane to haue his head:
¶He must not liue to trumpet foorth my infamie,
¶Nor tell the world Antiochus doth sinne
195In such a loathed manner:
¶For by his fall, my honour must keepe hie.
¶Who attends vs there?
¶
Enter Thaliard.
200Thali. Doth your highnes call?
¶Antio. Thaliard, you are of our Chamber, Thaliard,
¶And our minde pertakes her priuat actions,
¶To your secrecie; and for your faythfulnes,
¶We will aduaunce you, Thaliard:
205Behold, heere's Poyson, and heere's Gold:
¶Wee hate the Prince of Tyre, and thou must kill him;
¶Thali. My Lord, tis done.
Enter
