Pericles, Prince of Tyre (Quarto)
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1990
Enter Helicanus, to him 2. Saylers.
¶O here he is Sir, there is a barge put off from Metaline and
¶in it is Lysimachus the Gouernour, who craues to come a-
¶boord, what is your will?
¶2.Say. Ho Gentlemen, my Lord calls.
¶
Enter two or three Gentlemen.
2000aboord, I pray greet him fairely.
¶
Enter Lysimachus.
¶Hell. Sir, this is the man that can in ought you would
¶resolue you.
2005Hell. And you to out-liue the age I am, and die as I
¶would doe.
¶vs, I made to it, to knowe of whence you are.
¶Ly. I am the Gouernour of this place you lie before.
¶who for this three moneths hath not spoken to anie one,
¶Hell Twould be too tedious to repeat, but the mayne
¶to this.
2025royall sir.
¶win some words of him.
2030harmonie, and other chosen attractions, would allure and
¶make a battrie through his defend parts, which now are
¶fellow maides, now vpon the leauie shelter that abutts a-
¶inflict our Prouince: yet once more let mee intreate to
2045uented.
¶Hell. Shee's a gallant Ladie.
¶No better choise, and thinke me rarely to wed,
¶Expect euen here, where is a kingly patient,
¶If that thy prosperous and artificiall fate,
2055Can draw him but to answere thee in ought,
¶uided that none but I and my companion maid be suffered
2060to come neere him.
¶Lys. Come, let vs leaue her, and the Gods make her pro-
¶sperous.
The Song.
¶Mar. No nor lookt on vs.
¶Per. Hum, ha.
¶Mar. I am a maid, my Lorde, that nere before inuited
¶eyes, but haue beene gazed on like a Comet:She speaks
2070my Lord, that may be, hath endured a griefe might equall
¶yours, if both were iustly wayde, though wayward fortune
¶who stood equiuolent with mightie Kings, but time hath
¶rooted out my parentage, and to the world, and augward
eare, go not till he speake.
¶Per. My fortunes, parentage, good parentage, to equall
¶mine, was it not thus, what say you?
¶you would not do me violence.
¶your like something that, what Countrey women heare of
¶forth, and am no other then I appeare.
¶ter might haue beene: My Queenes square browes, her
¶her eyes as Iewell-like, and caste as richly, in pace an o-
¶you liue?
¶may discerne the place.
¶indowments which you make more rich to owe?
2100lies disdaind in the reporting.
¶for the crownd truth to dwell in, I wil beleeue thee & make
2105for thou lookest like one I loued indeede: what were thy
¶which was when I perceiu'd thee that thou camst from
¶good discending.
_Mar. So indeed I did.
2110beene tost from wrong to iniurie, and that thou thoughts
¶thy griefs might_equall mine, if both were opened.
¶my thoughts did warrant me was likely.
2115sand part of my enduraunce, thou art a man, and I haue
¶gazing on Kings graues, and smiling extremitie out of
¶act, what were thy friends? howe lost thou thy name,
¶power, my father, and a King.
¶Per. How, a Kings daughter, and cald Marina?
¶troubler of your peace, I will end here.
¶Haue you a working pulse, and are no Fairie?
¶Motion well, speake on, where were you borne?
2135And wherefore calld Marina?
¶Mar. My mother was the daughter of a King, who died
¶the minute I was borne, as my good Nurse Licherida hath
2140oft deliuered weeping.
¶This cannot be my daughter, buried, well, where were you
¶bred? Ile heare you more too'th bottome of your storie,
2145and neuer interrupt you.
¶deliuer, yet giue me leaue, how came you in these parts?
¶where were you bred?
¶Till cruel Cleon with his wicked wife,
¶Did seeke to murther me: and hauing wooed a villaine,
¶To attempt it, who hauing drawne to doo't,
¶A crew of Pirats came and rescued me,
2155Brought me to Metaline,
¶But good sir whither wil you haue me? why doe you weep?
¶It may be you thinke mee an imposture, no good fayth: I
¶am the dsughter to King Pericles, if good king Pericles be.
¶Hell. Hoe, Hellicanus?
¶is, or what is like to bee , that thus hath made mee
¶weepe.
¶speakes nobly of her.
¶Lys. She neuer would tell her parentage,
¶thou that begetst him that did thee beget,
2175And found at sea agen, O Hellicanus,
¶Downe on thy knees, thanke the holie Gods as loud
¶As thunder threatens vs, this is Marina.
¶What was thy mothers name? tell me, but that
¶for truth can neuer be confirm'd inough,
2180Though doubts did euer sleepe.
¶Per. I am Pericles of Tyre, but tell mee now my
¶Thou hast beene God-like perfit, the heir of kingdomes,
2185And an other like to Pericles thy father.
¶end the minute I began.
¶knowledge, she is thy verie Princes, who is this?
¶Hel. Sir, tis the gouernor of Metaline, who hearing of
¶Per. I embrace you, giue me my robes.
¶But harke what Musicke tell, Hellicanus my Marina,
¶Tell him ore point by point, for yet he seemes to doat.
¶Hel My Lord I heare none.
¶Hangs vpon mine eyes, let me rest.
¶beliefe, Ile well remember you.
¶
Diana.
¶Hie thee thither, and doe vppon mine Altar sacrifice,
2215There when my maiden priests are met together before the
¶repetition to the like, or performe my bidding, or thou li-
2220tell thy dreame.
¶I will obey thee Hellicanus.
_Hell. Sir.
¶tents will neede.
2230I haue another sleight.
¶it seemes you haue beene noble towards her.
¶Lys. Sir, lend me your arme.
¶Per. Come my Marina.
2235
Exeunt.
