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  • Title: Pericles, Prince of Tyre (Quarto)
  • Editor: Tom Bishop

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

    Pericles Prince of Tyre.
    Hell. You may, but bootlesse. Is your sight, see will not
    2020speake to any, yet let me obtaine my wish.
    Lys. Behold him, this was a goodly person.
    Hell. Till the disaster that one mortall wight droue him
    to this.
    Lys. Sir King all haile, the Gods preserue you, haile
    2025royall sir.
    Hell. It is in vaine, he will not speake to you.
    Lord. Sir we haue a maid in Metiliue, I durst wager would
    win some words of him.
    Lys. Tis well bethought, she questionlesse with her sweet
    2030harmonie, and other chosen attractions, would allure and
    make a battrie through his defend parts, which now are
    midway stopt, shee is all happie as the fairest of all, and her
    fellow maides, now vpon the leauie shelter that abutts a-
    gainst the Islands side.
    2035Hell. Sure all effectlesse, yet nothing weele omit that
    beares recoueries name. But since your kindnesse wee haue
    stretcht thus farre, let vs beseech you, that for our golde
    we may prouision haue , wherein we are not destitute for
    want, but wearie for the stalenesse.
    2040Lys. O sir, a curtesie, which if we should denie, the most
    iust God for euery graffe would send a Caterpillar, and so
    inflict our Prouince: yet once more let mee intreate to
    knowe at large the cause of your kings sorrow.
    Holl. Sit sir, I will recount it to you, but see I am pre-
    Lys. O hee'rs the Ladie that I sent for,
    Welcome faire one, ist not a goodly present?
    Hell. Shee's a gallant Ladie.
    Lys. Shee's such a one, that were I well assurde
    2050Came of a gentle kinde, and noble stocke, I do wish
    No better choise, and thinke me rarely to wed,
    Faire on all goodnesse that consists in beautie,
    Expect euen here, where is a kingly patient,
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