Pericles, Prince of Tyre.

To sing a song that old was sung

23From ashes ancient Gower is come,

34Assuming man's infirmities

45To glad your ear, and please your eyes.

56It hath been sung at festivals,

67On ember-eves and holidays,

78And lords and ladies in their lives

89Have read it for restoratives.

910The purchase is to make men glorious

1011et bonum quo antiquius eo melius.

1112If you, born in those latter times

1213When wit's more ripe, accept my rhymes,

1314And that to hear an old man sing

1415May to your wishes pleasure bring,

1516I life would wish, and that I might

1617Waste it for you like taper light.

1718This Antioch, then. Antiochus the Great

1819Built up this city for his chiefest seat,

1920The fairest in all Syria.

2021I tell you what mine authors say.

2122This king unto him took a fere,

2223Who died and left a female heir

2324So buxom, blithe and full of face

2425As heaven had lent her all his grace,

2526With whom the father liking took,

2627And her to incest did provoke.

2728Bad child, worse father to entice his own

2829To evil should be done by none.

2930But custom what they did begin

3031Was with long use account' no sin.

3132The beauty of this sinful dame

3233Made many princes thither frame

3334To seek her as a bedfellow,

3435In marriage pleasures playfellow,

3536Which to prevent, he made a law

3637To keep her still and men in awe:

3738That whoso asked her for his wife,

3839His riddle told not, lost his life.

3940So for her many a wight did die

4041As yon grim looks do testify.

4142What now ensues, to th'judgment of your eye

4243I give, my cause who best can justify.

Young Prince of Tyre, you have at large received

1.1.246The danger of the task you undertake.

I have, Antiochus, and with a soul

1.1.4Emboldened 48with the glory of her praise

1.1.5Think death no hazard 49in this enterprise.

[To attendants] Music!

1.1.7Bring in our daughter, clothèd like a bride

1.1.851For embracements even of Jove himself;

1.1.952At whose conception, till Lucina reigned,

1.1.1053Nature this dowry gave: to glad her presence

1.1.1154The senate-house of planets all did sit

1.1.1255To knit in her their best perfections.

See where she comes, appareled like the Spring!

1.1.1558Graces her subjects and her thoughts the king

1.1.1659Of every virtue gives renown to men!

1.1.1760Her face the book of praises, where is read

1.1.1861Nothing but curious pleasures, as from thence

1.1.1962Sorrow were ever razed and testy wrath

1.1.2063Could never be her mild companion.

1.1.2164You gods, that made me man, and sway in love,

1.1.2265That have enflamed desire in my breast

1.1.2366To taste the fruit of yon celestial tree,

1.1.2467Or die in the adventure, be my helps,

1.1.2568As I am son and servant to your will,

1.1.2669To compass such a boundless happiness.

Prince Pericles--

That would be son to great Antiochus.

Before thee stands this fair Hesperides,

1.1.3073With golden fruit, but dangerous to be touched,

1.1.3174For death-like dragons here affright thee hard.

1.1.3275Her face like heaven enticeth thee to view

1.1.3376Her countless glory, which desert must gain;

1.1.3477And which without desert because thine eye

1.1.3578Presumes to reach, all the whole heap must die.

1.1.36 79Yon sometimes famous princes, like thyself

1.1.3780Drawn by report, adventurous by desire,

1.1.3881Tell thee with speechless tongues and semblance pale

1.1.3982That, without covering save yon field of stars,

1.1.4083Here they stand martyrs, slain in Cupid's wars,

1.1.4184And with dead cheeks advise thee to desist

1.1.4285From going on death's net, whom none resist.

Antiochus I thank thee, who hath taught

1.1.4487My frail mortality to know itself,

1.1.4588And by those fearful objects to prepare

1.1.4689This body, like to them, to what I must.

1.1.4790For death remembered should be like a mirror,

1.1.4891Who tells us life's but breath, to trust it, error.

1.1.4992I'll make my will then, and, as sick men do

1.1.5093Who know the world, see heaven, but, feeling woe,

1.1.5194Gripe not at earthly joys as erst they did,

1.1.5295So I bequeath a happy peace to you

1.1.5396And all good men, as every prince should do,

1.1.5497My riches to the earth from whence they came,

1.1.5598[To Daughter]But my unspotted fire of love to you.

1.1.5699Thus ready for the way of life or death,

1.1.57100I wait the sharpest blow, Antiochus.

Scorning advice, read the conclusion then;

1.1.59102Which read and not expounded, 'tis decreed,

1.1.60103[Indicating heads] As these before thee, thou thyself shalt bleed!

Of all 'ssay'd yet, mayst thou prove prosperous!

1.1.62105Of all 'ssay'd yet, I wish thee happiness.

Like a bold champion I assume the lists,

1.1.64107Nor ask advice of any other thought

1.1.65108But faithfulness and courage.

1.1.74118[Aside] Sharp physic is the last! But, O you powers

1.1.75119That gives heaven countless eyes to view men's acts! --

1.1.76120Why cloud they not their sights perpetually

1.1.77121If this be true which makes me pale to read it?

1.1.78122Fair glass of light, I loved you, and could still

1.1.79123Were not this glorious casket stored with ill.

1.1.80124But I must tell you: now my thoughts revolt.

1.1.81125For he's no man on whom perfections wait

1.1.82126That, knowing sin within, will touch the gate.

1.1.83127You are a fair viol, and your sense the strings,

1.1.84128Who, fingered to make man his lawful music,

1.1.85129Would draw heaven down and all the gods to harken;

1.1.86130But being played upon before your time,

1.1.87131Hell only danceth at so harsh a chime.

1.1.88132Good sooth, I care not for you!

Prince Pericles, touch not, upon thy life!

1.1.90134For that's an article within our law

1.1.91135As dangerous as the rest. Your time's expired:

1.1.92136Either expound now, or receive your sentence.

Great king,

1.1.94138Few love to hear the sins they love to act.

1.1.95139'Twould braid yourself too near for me to tell it.

1.1.96140Who has a book of all that monarchs do,

1.1.97141He's more secure to keep it shut than shown.

1.1.98142For vice repeated is like the wandering wind

1.1.99143Blows dust in others' eyes to spread itself;

1.1.100144And yet the end of all is bought thus dear:

1.1.101145The breath is gone, and the sore eyes see clear

1.1.102146To stop the air would hurt them. The blind mole casts

1.1.103147Copped hills towards heaven to tell the earth is thronged

1.1.104148By man's oppression, and the poor worm doth die for't.

1.1.105149Kings are earth's gods; in vice, their law's their will;

1.1.106150And if Jove stray, who dares say Jove doth ill?

1.1.107151It is enough you know, and it is fit,

1.1.108152What being more known grows worse, to smother it.

1.1.109153All love the womb that their first being bred,

1.1.110154Then give my tongue like leave to love my head.

[Aside] Heaven, that I had thy head! He has found the meaning!

1.1.112156But I will gloze with him.[To Pericles] Young Prince of Tyre,

1.1.113157Though by the tenor of our strict edict,

1.1.114158Your exposition misinterpreting,

1.1.115159We might proceed to cancel of your days,

1.1.116160Yet hope, succeeding from so fair a tree

1.1.117161As your fair self, doth tune us otherwise.

1.1.118162Forty days longer we do respite you,

1.1.119163If by which time our secret be undone,

1.1.120164This mercy shows we'll joy in such a son;

1.1.121165And until then your entertain shall be

1.1.122166As doth befit our honor and your worth.

How courtesy would seem to cover sin,

1.1.124169When what is done is like an hypocrite,

1.1.125170The which is good in nothing but in sight!

1.1.126171If it be true that I interpret false,

1.1.127172Then were it certain you were not so bad

1.1.128173As with foul incest to abuse your soul,

1.1.129174Where now you're both a father and a son

1.1.130175By your untimely claspings with your child --

1.1.131176Which pleasures fits a husband, not a father --

1.1.132177And she an eater of her mother's flesh

1.1.133178By the defiling of her parents' bed,

1.1.134179And both like serpents are, who though they feed

1.1.135180On sweetest flowers, yet they poison breed.

1.1.136181Antioch farewell! For wisdom sees those men

1.1.137182Blush not in actions blacker than the night

1.1.138183Will 'shew no course to keep them from the light.

1.1.139184One sin, I know, another doth provoke:

1.1.140185Murder's as near to lust as flame to smoke;

1.1.141186Poison and treason are the hands of sin,

1.1.142187Ay, and the targets to put off the shame.

1.1.143188Then lest my life be cropped to keep you clear,

1.1.144189By flight I'll shun the danger which I fear.

He hath found the meaning,

1.2.2192For which we mean to have his head. 1193He must

1.2.3Not live to trumpet forth my infamy,

1.2.4194Nor tell the world Antiochus doth sin

1.2.5195In such a loathèd manner.

1.2.6196And therefore instantly this prince must die,

1.2.7197For by his fall my honor must keep high.

1.2.8198[Calling] Who attends us there?

Doth your Highness call?

Thaliard -- you are of our chamber, Thaliard,

1.2.11202And our mind partakes her private actions

1.2.12203To your secrecy; and for your faithfulness

1.2.13204We will advance you, Thaliard. 205Behold.

1.2.14[He gives him poison and gold.] Here's poison, and here's gold.

1.2.15206We hate the Prince of Tyre, and thou must kill him.

1.2.16207It fits thee not to ask the reason why:

1.2.17208Because we bid it. Say, is it done?

My lord, 'tis done.

Enough.[To Messenger] Let your breath cool yourself, telling212your haste.

My lord, Prince Pericles is fled.

[To Thaliard] As thou wilt live, fly after, and, like an arrow shot215 from a well-experienced archer hits the mark his eye doth216 level at, so thou never return unless thou say: "Prince Pe217ricles is dead."

My lord, if I can get him within my pistol's219 length, I'll make him sure enough. So farewell to your220 Highness.

Thaliard, adieu. 'Til Pericles be dead,

1.2.24222My heart can lend no succor to my head.

Let none disturb us.

Let none disturb us. Why should this change of thoughts,

1.3.2225The sad companion, dull-eyed melancholy,

1.3.3226Be my so used a guest, as not an hour

1.3.4227In the day's glorious walk or peaceful night,

1.3.5228The tomb where grief should sleep, can breed me quiet?

1.3.6229Here pleasures court mine eyes and mine eyes shun them,

1.3.7230And danger which I feared is at Antioch,

1.3.8231Whose arm seems far too short to hit me here.

1.3.9232Yet neither pleasure's art can joy my spirits

1.3.10233Nor yet the other's distance comfort me.

1.3.11234Then it is thus: the passions of the mind,

1.3.12235That have their first conception by misdread,

1.3.13236Have after-nourishment and life by care,

1.3.14237And what was first but fear what might be done

1.3.15238Grows elder now, and cares it be not done.

1.3.16239And so with me: the great Antiochus --

1.3.17240'Gainst whom I am too little to contend,

1.3.18241Since he's so great, can make his will his act --

1.3.19242Will think me speaking, though I swear to silence;

1.3.20243Nor boots it me to say I honor him

1.3.21244If he suspect I may dishonor him.

1.3.22245And what may make him blush in being known,

1.3.23246He'll stop the course by which it might be known.

1.3.24247With hostile forces he'll o'er-spread the land,

1.3.25248And with th'ostent of war will look so huge

1.3.26249Amazement shall drive courage from the state,

1.3.27250Our men be vanquished ere they do resist,

1.3.28251And subjects punished that ne'er thought offence;

1.3.29252Which care of them, not pity of myself --

1.3.30253Who am no more but as the tops of trees,

1.3.31254Which fence the roots they grow by and defend them --

1.3.32255Makes both my body pine and soul to languish,

1.3.33256And punish that before that he would punish.

Joy and all comfort in your sacred breast!

And keep your mind 260peaceful and comfortable.

Peace! Peace, and give experience tongue!

1.3.37262They do abuse the king that flatter him,

1.3.38263For flattery is the bellows blows up sin,

1.3.39264The thing the which is flattered but a spark

1.3.40265To which that breath gives heat and stronger glowing,

1.3.41266Whereas reproof, obedient and in order,

1.3.42267Fits kings as they are men, for they may err.

1.3.43268When Signor Soothe here does proclaim peace,

1.3.44269He flatters you, makes war upon your life.

1.3.45270Prince, pardon me, or strike me, if you please,

1.3.46271I cannot be much lower than my knees.

All leave us else; but let your cares o'er-look

1.3.48273What shipping and what lading's in our haven,

1.3.49274And then return to us.

And then return to us. Helicanus, thou

1.3.50275Hast movèd us. What see'st thou in our looks?

An angry brow, dread lord.

If there be such a dart in princes' frowns,

1.3.53278How durst thy tongue move anger to our face?

How dares the plants look up to heaven 280from whence

1.3.55They have their nourishment?

Thou know'st I have power to take thy life from thee.

I have ground the axe myself; 283do but you strike the blow.

Rise, prithee rise. [Helicanus rises.] Sit down. Thou art no flatterer;

1.3.59285I thank thee for't; and heaven forbid

1.3.60286That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid.

1.3.61287Fit counselor, and servant for a prince,

1.3.62288Who by thy wisdom makes a prince thy servant,

1.3.63289What wouldst thou have me do?

What wouldst thou have me do? To bear with patience

1.3.64Such griefs as you 291do lay upon yourself.

Thou speak'st like a physician, Helicanus,

1.3.66293That ministers a potion unto me

1.3.67294That thou wouldst tremble to receive thyself.

1.3.68295Attend me then: I went to Antioch,

1.3.69296Where, as thou know'st, against the face of death

1.3.70297I sought the purchase of a glorious beauty,

1.3.71298From whence an issue I might propagate,

1.3.72299Are arms to princes and bring joys to subjects.

1.3.73300Her face was to mine eye beyond all wonder,

1.3.74301The rest, hark in thine ear, as black as incest.

1.3.75302Which by my knowledge found, the sinful father

1.3.76303Seemed not to strike, but smooth. But thou know'st this:

1.3.77304'Tis time to fear when tyrants seems to kiss.

1.3.78305Which fear so grew in me I hither fled,

1.3.79306Under the covering of a careful night,

1.3.80307Who seemed my good protector, and, being here,

1.3.81308Bethought me what was past, what might succeed.

1.3.82309I knew him tyrannous, and tyrants' fears

1.3.83310Decrease not, but grow faster than the years.

1.3.84311And should he doubt, as doubt no doubt he doth,

1.3.85312That I should open to the listening air

1.3.86313How many worthy princes' bloods were shed

1.3.87314To keep his bed of blackness unlaid-ope,

1.3.88315To lop that doubt, he'll fill this land with arms,

1.3.89316And make pretence of wrong that I have done him,

1.3.90317When all, for mine -- if I may call -- offence,

1.3.91318Must feel war's blow, who spares not innocence.

1.3.92319Which love to all, of which thyself art one

1.3.93320Who now reproved'st me for't --

Who now reproved'st me for't -- Alas, sir.

Drew sleep out of mine eyes, blood from my cheeks,

1.3.95323Musings into my mind, with thousand doubts

1.3.96324How I might stop this tempest ere it came.

1.3.97325And finding little comfort to relieve them

1.3.98326I thought it princely charity to grieve for them.

Well, my lord, since you have given me leave to speak,

1.3.100328Freely will I speak. Antiochus you fear,

1.3.101329And justly too, I think, you fear the tyrant,

1.3.102330Who either by public war, or private treason

1.3.103331Will take away your life.

1.3.104Therefore, my lord, go travel for 332a while,

1.3.105Till that his rage and anger be forgot,

1.3.106Or till the De333stinies do cut his thread of life./

1.3.107Your rule direct to any; 334if to me,

1.3.108Day serves not light more faithful than I'll be.

I do not doubt thy faith.

1.3.110336But should he wrong my liberties in my absence?

We'll mingle our bloods together in the earth,

1.3.112338From whence we had our being and our birth.

Tyre, I now look from thee then, and to Tharsus

1.3.114340Intend my travel, where I'll hear from thee,

1.3.115341And by whose letters I'll dispose myself.

1.3.116342The care I had, and have, of subjects' good

1.3.117343On thee I lay, whose wisdom's strength can bear it.

1.3.118344I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath:

1.3.119345Who shuns not to break one, will crack them both.

1.3.120346But in our orbs we'll live so round and safe

1.3.121347That time of both this truth shall ne'er convince:

1.3.122348Thou showed'st a subject's shine, I a true prince'.

So this is Tyre, and this the court. Here must I kill351 King Pericles, and if I do it not, I am sure to be hanged at 352home. 'Tis dangerous! 353Well, I perceive he was a wise fellow and had good 354discretion, that being bid to ask what he would of the 355king, desired he might know none of his secrets. 356Now do I see he had some reason for't: for if a 357king bid a man be a villain, he's bound by the inden358ture of his oath to be one. 359Husht, here comes the Lords of Tyre!

You shall not need, my fellow peers of Tyre,

1.4.3363Further to question me of your king's departure.

1.4.4His sea364led commission, left in trust with me,

1.4.5 Does speak suffici365ently he's gone to travel.

[Aside] How? The king gone?

If further yet you will be satisfied,

1.4.8 Why, as it 368were, unlicensed of your loves

1.4.9He would depart, I'll give 369some light unto you.

1.4.10Being at Antioch --

Being at Antioch -- [Aside] What from Antioch?

Royal Antiochus, on what cause I know not,

1.4.12372Took some displeasure at him, at least he judged so,

1.4.13And 373doubting lest he had erred or sinned,

1.4.14To show his sorrow, 374he'd correct himself;

1.4.15So puts himself unto the ship375man's toil,

1.4.16With whom each minute threatens life or 376death.

[Aside] Well, I perceive

1.4.18I shall not be hanged now, 378although I would.

1.4.19But since he's gone, the king's ears it 379must please:

1.4.20He 'scaped the land to perish at the seas.

1.4.21I'll 380present my self.[He comes forward.] Peace to the lords of Tyre.

Lord Thaliard from Antiochus is welcome.

From him I come

1.4.24With message unto princely 383Pericles,

1.4.25But since my landing, I have understood

1.4.26Your lord 384 has betook himself to unknown travels.

1.4.27Now message 385must return from whence it came.

We have no reason to desire it,

1.4.29Commended 387to our master not to us,

1.4.30Yet ere you shall depart, this we 388desire:

1.4.31As friends to Antioch we may feast in Tyre.

My Dionyza, shall we rest us here

1.5.2392And, by relating tales of others' griefs,

1.5.3393See if 'twill teach us to forget our own?

That were to blow at fire in hope to quench it,

1.5.5395For who digs hills because they do aspire

1.5.6396Throws down one mountain to cast up a higher.

1.5.7397O my distressèd lord, even such our griefs are.

1.5.8398Here they're but felt, and seen with mischief's eyes,

1.5.9399But like to groves, being topped, they higher rise.

>Oh, Dionyza,

1.5.11401Who wanteth food, and will not say he wants it,

1.5.12402Or can conceal his hunger till he famish?

1.5.13403Our tongues our sorrows utter to sound deep

1.5.14404Our woes into the air; our eyes do weep

1.5.15405Till tongues fetch breath that may proclaim 406them louder,

1.5.16That if heaven slumber while 407their creatures want,

1.5.17They may awake 408their helps to comfort them.

1.5.18409I'll then discourse our woes felt several years,

1.5.19410And, wanting breath to speak, help me with tears.

I'll do my best, sir.

This Tharsus, o'er which I have the government,

1.5.22413A city o'er whom Plenty held full hand,

1.5.23414For Riches strewed herself even in her streets,

1.5.24415Whose towers bore heads so high they kissed the clouds,

1.5.25416And strangers ne'er beheld, but wondered at;

1.5.26417Whose men and dames so jetted and adorned,

1.5.27418Like one another's glass to trim them by;

1.5.28419Their tables were stored full to glad the sight,

1.5.29420And not so much to feed on as delight.

1.5.30421All poverty was scorned, and pride so great

1.5.31422The name of help grew odious to repeat.

Oh, 'tis too true!

But see what heaven can do by this our change.

1.5.34425These mouths who but of late, earth, sea, and air

1.5.35426Were all too little to content and please,

1.5.36427Although they gave their creatures in abundance,

1.5.37428As houses are defiled for want of use

1.5.38429They are now starved for want of exercise;

1.5.39430Those palates who, not yet two summers younger,

1.5.40431Must have inventions to delight the taste,

1.5.41432Would now be glad of bread and beg for it;

1.5.42433Those mothers who to nuzzle up their babes

1.5.43434Thought nought too curious, are ready now

1.5.44435To eat those little darlings whom they loved;

1.5.45436So sharp are hunger's teeth that man and wife

1.5.46437Draw lots who first shall die to lengthen life.

1.5.47438Here stands a lord and there a lady weeping;

1.5.48439Here many sink, yet those which see them fall

1.5.49440Have scarce strength left to give them burial.

1.5.50441Is not this true?

Our cheeks and hollow eyes do witness it.

Oh, let those cities that of plenty's cup

1.5.53444And her prosperities so largely taste

1.5.54445With their superfluous riots, hear these tears:

1.5.55446The misery of Tharsus may be theirs.

Where's the Lord Governor?

Here.

1.5.58Speak out thy sorrows, which thou bring'st 450in haste,

1.5.59For comfort is too far for us to expect.

We have descried, upon our neighboring 452shore,

1.5.61A portly sail of ships make hitherward.

I thought as much.

1.5.63454One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,

1.5.64455That may succeed as his inheritor.

1.5.65456And so in ours: some neighboring nation,

1.5.66457Taking advantage of our misery,

1.5.67458Hath stuffed the hollow vessels with their power

1.5.68459To beat us down, the which are down already,

1.5.69460And make a conquest of unhappy me,

1.5.70461Whereas no glory's got to overcome.

That's the least fear; 463for by the semblance

1.5.72Of their white flags displayed, they 464bring us peace,

1.5.73And come to us as favorers, not as foes.

Thou speak'st like him's untutored to repeat:

1.5.75466Who makes the fairest show means most deceit.

1.5.76467But bring they what they will and what they can,

1.5.77468What need we fear?

1.5.78Our ground's the lowest, 469and we are half way there.

1.5.79Go, tell their general we 470attend him here

1.5.80To know for what he comes and whence 471he comes,

1.5.81And what he craves?

I go, my lord.

Welcome is peace, if he on peace consist;

1.5.84474If wars, we are unable to resist.

Lord Governor, for so we hear you are,

1.5.86477Let not our ships and number of our men

1.5.87478Be like a beacon fired t'amaze your eyes.

1.5.88479We have heard your miseries as far as Tyre,

1.5.89480And seen the desolation of your streets.

1.5.90481Nor come we to add sorrow to your tears,

1.5.91482But to relieve them of their heavy load;

1.5.92483And these our ships, you happily may think

1.5.93484Are like the Trojan horse was stuffed within

1.5.94485With bloody veins expecting overthrow,

1.5.95486Are stored with corn to make your needy bread,

1.5.96487And give them life whom hunger starved half dead.

[Kneeling] The gods of Greece protect you,

1.5.98489And we'll pray for you!

And we'll pray for you! Arise, I pray you, rise.

1.5.99 We do not look for reverence 491but for love,

1.5.100And harborage for our self, our ships, and men.

The which when any shall not gratify,

1.5.102493Or pay you with unthankfulness in thought,

1.5.103494Be it our wives, our children, or ourselves,

1.5.104495The curse of heaven and men succeed their evils.

1.5.105496Till when -- the which I hope shall ne'er be seen --

1.5.106497Your Grace is welcome to our town and us.

Which welcome we'll accept, feast here awhile,

1.5.108499Until our stars that frown lend us a smile.

Here have you seen a mighty king

2.0.2502His child, I wis, to incest bring;

2.0.3503A better prince and benign lord

2.0.4504That will prove aweful both in deed and word.

2.0.5505Be quiet then, as men should be,

2.0.6506Till he hath passed necessity:

2.0.7507I'll show you those in troubles reign

2.0.8508Losing a mite, a mountain gain.

2.0.9509The good in conversation,

2.0.10510To whom I give my benison,

2.0.11511Is still at Tharsus, where each man

2.0.12512Thinks all is writ he speken can,

2.0.13513And to remember what he does

2.0.14514Build his statue to make him glorious.

2.0.15515But tidings to the contrary

2.0.16516Are brought your eyes; what need speak I?

2.0.17523Good Helicane that stayed at home --

2.0.18524Not to eat honey like a drone

2.0.19525From others' labors, though he strive

2.0.20526To killen bad, keep good alive,

2.0.21527And to fulfil his prince' desire --

2.0.22528Sends word of all that haps in Tyre:

2.0.23529How Thaliard came full bent with sin,

2.0.24530And hid intent to murder him,

2.0.25531And that in Tharsus was not best

2.0.26532Longer for him to make his rest.

2.0.27533He doing so, put forth to seas,

2.0.28534Where when men been, there's seldom ease.

2.0.29535For now the wind begins to blow;

2.0.30536Thunder above and deeps below

2.0.31537Makes such unquiet that the ship

2.0.32538Should house him safe is wracked and split,

2.0.33539And he, good prince, having all lost,

2.0.34540By waves from coast to coast is tossed.

2.0.35541All perishen of man, of pelf,

2.0.36542Ne aught escapend but himself;

2.0.37543Till Fortune, tired with doing bad,

2.0.38544Threw him ashore to give him glad;

2.0.39545And here he comes. What shall be next --

2.0.40546Pardon old Gower -- this 'longs the text.

Yet cease your ire, you angry stars of heaven!

2.1.2549Wind, rain, and thunder, remember: earthly man

2.1.3550Is but a substance that must yield to you,

2.1.4551And I, as fits my nature, do obey you.

2.1.5552Alas, the seas hath cast me on the rocks,

2.1.6553Washed me from shore to shore, and left my breath

2.1.7554Nothing to think on but ensuing death.

2.1.8555Let it suffice the greatness of your powers

2.1.9556To have bereft a prince of all his fortunes,

2.1.10557And having thrown him from your watery grave,

2.1.11558Here to have death in peace is all he'll crave.

What ho, Pilch!

Ha! Come and bring away the nets.

What, Patch-breech, I say!

What say you, master?

Look how thou stirr'st now! 565Come away, or I'll fetch thee with a wanion.

'Faith, master, I am thinking of the poor men, 567that were cast away before us even now.

Alas, poor souls, it grieved my heart to hear 569what pitiful cries they made to us to help them, 570when (welladay!) we could scarce help ourselves.

Nay master, said not I as much, 572when I saw the porpoise how he bounced and tumbled? 573They say they're half fish, half flesh. 574A plague on them! They ne'er come but I look to be washed. 575Master, I marvel how the fishes live in the sea.

Why, as men do a-land: 577the great ones eat up the little ones. 578I can compare our rich misers to nothing so fitly 579as to a whale: 'a plays and tumbles, 580driving the poor fry before him, 581and at last, devours them all at a mouthful. 582Such whales have I heard on, a'th'land, 583who never leave gaping, till they swallowed 584the whole parish: church, steeple, bells and all.

[Aside] A pretty moral!

But master, if I had been the sexton, 587I would have been that day in the belfry.

Why, man?

Because he should have swallowed me too, 590and when I had been in his belly 591I would have kept such a jangling of the bells 592that he should never have left 593till he cast bells, steeple, church and parish up again! 594But if the good King Simonides were of my mind --

[Aside] Simonides?

-- we would purge the land of these drones 597that rob the bee of her honey.

[Aside] How, from the finny subject of the sea,

2.1.28599These fishers tell the infirmities of men,

2.1.29600And from their watery empire recollect

2.1.30601All that may men approve, or men detect!

2.1.31602Peace be at your labor, honest fishermen.

Honest, good fellow? What's that? If it be a day fits you, 604scratch't out of the calendar, and nobody look after it.

May see the sea hath cast upon your coast --

What a drunken knave was the sea 607to cast thee in our way!

-- A man whom both the waters and the wind,

2.1.36609In that vast tennis-court, hath made the ball

2.1.37610For them to play upon, entreats you pity him.

2.1.38611He asks of you, that never used to beg.

No, friend, cannot you beg? 613Here's them in our country of Greece 614gets more with begging than we can do with working!

Canst thou catch any fishes then?

I never practiced it.

Nay then thou wilt starve, sure! For here's nothing to 618be got nowadays, unless thou canst fish for't.

What I have been, I have forgot to know;

2.1.44620But what I am, want teaches me to think on:

2.1.45621A man thronged up with cold; my veins are chill

2.1.46622And have no more of life than may suffice

2.1.47623To give my tongue that heat to ask your help,

2.1.48624Which if you shall refuse, when I am dead,

2.1.49625For that I am a man, pray see me burièd.

Die, quoth-a? Now gods forbid't, an I have a gown 627here! [He gives Pericles a gown.] Come, put it on, keep thee warm! [Pericles puts on the gown.] Now, afore me, a 628handsome fellow! Come, thou shalt go home, and we'll 629have flesh for holidays, fish for fasting-days and, moreo'er, 630puddings and flapjacks, and thou shalt be welcome.

I thank you, sir.

Hark you my friend: you said you could not beg!

I did but crave.

But crave? 635Then I'll turn craver too, and so I shall scape whipping!

Why, are your beggars whipped then?

Oh, not all, my friend, not all. For if all your beggars 638were whipped, I would wish no better office than to be beadle. 639But master, I'll go draw up the net.

[Aside] How well this honest mirth becomes their labor.

Hark you, sir. Do you know where ye are?

Not well.

Why, I'll tell you. This is called Pentapolis, 644and our king, the good Simonides.

The good Simonides, do you call him?

Ay sir, and he deserves so to be called 647for his peaceable reign and good government.

He is a happy king, since he gains from 649his subjects the name of good by his government. 650How far is his court distant from this shore?

Marry sir, half a day's journey. And I'll tell you: 652he hath a fair daughter, and tomorrow is her birthday, 653and there are princes and knights come from all parts of 654the world, to joust and tourney for her love.

Were my fortunes equal to my desires, 656I could wish to make one there.

Oh, sir, things must be as they may! And what a man can 658not get, he may lawfully deal for -- for his wife's soul.

Help, master, help! Here's a fish hangs in the net 661like a poor man's right in the law: 'twill hardly come out! 662[He pulls a piece of armor from the net.] Ha! Bots on't, 'tis come at last; and 'tis turned to a rusty armor.

An armor, friends? I pray you, let me see it.

2.1.69664[He examines the armor.] Thanks, Fortune, yet that after all thy crosses,

2.1.70665Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself,

2.1.71666And though it was mine own, part of my heritage

2.1.72667Which my dead father did bequeath to me

2.1.73668With this strict charge even as he left his life:

2.1.74669"Keep it, my Pericles. It hath been a shield

2.1.75670'Twixt me and death," and pointed to this brace.

2.1.76671"For that it saved me, keep it. In like necessity --

2.1.77672The which the gods protect thee from -- may't defend thee."

2.1.78673It kept where I kept, I so dearly loved it,

2.1.79674Till the rough seas, that spares not any man,

2.1.80675Took it in rage, though, calmed, have given't again.

2.1.81676I thank thee for't, my shipwreck now's no ill,

2.1.82677Since I have here my father gave in his will.

What mean you, sir?

To beg of you, kind friends, this coat of worth,

2.1.85680For it was sometime target to a king.

2.1.86681I know it by this mark. [He indicates a detail of the armor.] He loved me, dearly,

2.1.87682And for his sake I wish the having of it,

2.1.88683And that you'd guide me to your sovereign's court,

2.1.89684Where with it I may appear a gentleman.

2.1.90685And if that ever my low fortune's better,

2.1.91686I'll pay your bounties, till then, rest your debtor.

Why, wilt thou tourney for the lady?

I'll show the virtue I have borne in arms.

Why, d'ye take it; and the gods give thee good on't.

Ay, but hark you, my friend: 'twas we that made up 691this garment through the rough seams of the waters. 692There are certain condolements, certain vails; I hope, 693sir, if you thrive, you'll remember from whence you had 694them.

Believe't, I will:

2.1.97696By your furtherance I am clothed in steel,

2.1.98697And, spite of all the rapture of the sea,

2.1.99698This jewel holds his building on my arm.

2.1.100699Unto thy value I will mount myself

2.1.101700Upon a courser, whose delightful steps

2.1.102701Shall make the gazer joy to see him tread;

2.1.103702Only, my friend, I yet am unprovided

2.1.104Of a pair of bases.

We'll sure provide. Thou shalt have 704my best gown to make thee a pair, 705and I'll bring thee to the court myself.

Then honor be but equal to my will,

2.1.107707This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill.

Are the knights ready to begin the triumph?

They are, my liege,

2.2.3And stay your coming 711to present themselves.

Return them we are ready, and our daughter,

2.2.5713In honor of whose birth these triumphs are,

2.2.6714Sits here like Beauty's child, whom Nature gat

2.2.7715For men to see and, seeing, wonder at.

It pleaseth you, my royal father, to express

2.2.9717My commendations great, whose merit's less.

It's fit it should be so, for princes are

2.2.11719A model which heaven makes like to itself:

2.2.12720As jewels lose their glory, if neglected,

2.2.13721So princes their renowns, if not respected.

2.2.14722'Tis now your honor, daughter, to entertain

2.2.15723The labor of each knight, in his device.

Which, to preserve mine honor, I'll perform.

Who is the first, that doth prefer himself?

A knight of Sparta, my renowned father,

2.2.19728And the device he bears upon his shield

2.2.20729Is a black Ethiop reaching at the sun,

2.2.21730The word: Lux tua vita mihi.

He loves you well that holds his life of you.

2.2.23733Who is the second that presents himself?

A prince of Macedon, my royal father,

2.2.25735And the device he bears upon his shield

2.2.26736Is an armed knight that's conquered by a lady,

2.2.27737The motto thus in Spanish: Piu per dolcera che per forsa.

And with the third?

And with the third? The third of Antioch;

2.2.29And his device 740a wreath of chivalry;

2.2.30The word: Me pompae provexit apex.

What is the fourth?

A burning torch that's turnèd upside down;

2.2.33743The word: Qui me alit, me extinguit.

Which shows that beauty hath his power and will,

2.2.35745Which can as well inflame as it can kill.

The fifth, an hand environèd with clouds,

2.2.37747Holding out gold that's by the touchstone tried;

2.2.38748The motto thus: Sic spectanda fides.

And what's the sixth and last, the which 750the knight himself

2.2.40With such a graceful courtesy delivered?

He seems to be a stranger: but his present is

2.2.42752A withered branch, that's only green at top;

2.2.43753The motto: In hac spe vivo.

A pretty moral:

2.2.45From the dejected state wherein he is,

2.2.46755He hopes by you his fortunes yet may flourish.

He had need mean better than his outward show

2.2.48757Can any way speak in his just commend,

2.2.49758For by his rusty outside he appears

2.2.50759To have practiced more the whipstock than the lance.

He well may be a stranger, for he comes

2.2.52761To an honored triumph, strangely furnishèd.

And on set purpose let his armor rust

2.2.54763Until this day, to scour it in the dust!

Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan

2.2.56765The outward habit for the inward man.

2.2.57766But stay, the knights are coming.

2.2.58767We will withdraw into the gallery.

Knights,

2.3.2To say you're welcome were superfluous:

2.3.3771To place upon the volume of your deeds,

2.3.4772As in a title page, your worth in arms,

2.3.5773Were more than you expect, or more than's fit,

2.3.6774Since every worth in show commends itself.

2.3.7775Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast.

2.3.8776You are princes, and my guests.

You are princes, and my guests. [To Pericles] But you my knight and guest,

2.3.9778To whom this wreath of victory I give

2.3.10779And crown you king of this day's happiness.

'Tis more by fortune, lady, than my merit.

Call it by what you will, the day is yours,

2.3.13782And here, I hope, is none that envies it.

2.3.14783In framing an artist, art hath thus decreed:

2.3.15784To make some good, but others to exceed,

2.3.16785And you are her labored scholar. [To Thaisa] Come, queen o'th'feast --

2.3.17786For, daughter, so you are --, here take your place.

2.3.18787[To Marshal] Marshal the rest as they deserve their grace.

We are honored much by good Simonides.

Your presence glads our days. Honor we love,

2.3.21790For who hates honor hates the gods above.

[To Pericles] Sir, yonder is your place.

[To Pericles] Sir, yonder is your place. Some other is more fit.

Contend not, sir, for we are gentlemen

2.3.24794Have neither in our hearts nor outward eyes

2.3.25795Envied the great, nor shall the low despise.

You are right courteous knights.

Sit, sir, sit.

[Aside] By Jove I wonder, that is king of thoughts:

2.3.29799These cates resist me, he not thought upon.

[Aside] By Juno, that is queen of marriage,

2.3.31801All viands that I eat do seem unsavory,

2.3.32802Wishing him my meat. [Aloud to Simonides] Sure, he's a gallant gentleman.

He's but a country gentleman;

2.3.34Has done no more 804than other knights have done:

2.3.35Has broken a staff, 805or so; so let it pass.

[Aside] To me he seems like diamond to glass.

[Aside] Yon king's to me like to my father's picture,

2.3.38808Which tells me in that glory once he was,

2.3.39809Had princes sit like stars about his throne,

2.3.40810And he the sun for them to reverence.

2.3.41811None that beheld him, but, like lesser lights,

2.3.42812Did vail their crowns to his supremacy;

2.3.43813Where now his son's like a glow-worm in the night,

2.3.44814The which hath fire in darkness, none in light;

2.3.45815Whereby I see that Time's the king of men:

2.3.46816He's both their parent and he is their grave,

2.3.47817And gives them what he will, not what they crave.

[To all] What, are you merry, knights?

Who can be other in this royal presence?

Here, with a cup that's stored unto the brim --

2.3.51821As you do love, fill to your mistress' lips.

2.3.52822We drink this health to you. [He drinks.]

We drink this health to you. [He drinks.] We thank your Grace.

[To Thaisa] Yet pause awhile: yon knight doth sit too melancholy,

2.3.54825As if the entertainment in our court,

2.3.55826Had not a show might countervail his worth:

2.3.56827Note it not you, Thaisa?

What is't to me, my father?

Oh, attend, my daughter: 830Princes, in this,

2.3.59Should live like gods above, 831who freely give

2.3.60To everyone that come to honor them:

2.3.61832And princes not doing so, are like to gnats,

2.3.62833Which make a sound, but, killed, are wondered at.

2.3.63834Therefore to make his entrance more sweet,

2.3.64835Here: say we drink this standing bowl of wine to him.

Alas, my father, it befits not me

2.3.66837Unto a stranger knight to be so bold!

2.3.67838He may my proffer take for an offence,

2.3.68839Since men take women's gifts for impudence.

How? Do as I bid you, or you'll move me else.

[Aside] Now, by the gods, he could not please me better.

And further, tell him we desire to know

2.3.72843Of whence he is, his name, and parentage.

The King my father, sir, has drunk to you.

I thank him.

Wishing it so much blood unto your life.

I thank both him and you, and pledge him freely.

And further, he desires to know of you

2.3.78849Of whence you are, your name and parentage.

A gentleman of Tyre, my name Pericles;

2.3.80851My education been in arts and arms,

2.3.81852Who, looking for adventures in the world,

2.3.82853Was by the rough seas reft of ships and men,

2.3.83854And after shipwreck, driven upon this shore.

He thanks your Grace; names himself Pericles,

2.3.85856A gentleman of Tyre,

2.3.86Who only by misfortune of the seas

2.3.87857Bereft of ships and men, cast on this shore.

Now by the gods, I pity his misfortune,

2.3.89859And will awake him from his melancholy.

2.3.90860[To all] Come, gentlemen, we sit too long on trifles,

2.3.91861And waste the time which looks for other revels.

2.3.92862Even in your armors as you are addressed

2.3.93863Will well become a soldiers' dance.

2.3.94864I will not have excuse with saying this:

2.3.95865"Loud music is too harsh for ladies' heads" --

2.3.96866Since they love men in arms, as well as beds.

So this was well asked, 'twas so well performed.

2.3.98869[Indicating Thaisa to Pericles] Come, sir, here's a lady that wants breathing too,

2.3.99870And, I have heard, you knights of Tyre

2.3.100871Are excellent in making ladies trip,

2.3.101872And that their measures are as excellent.

In those that practice them, they are, my lord.

Oh, that's as much as you would be denied

2.3.104875Of your fair courtesy.

Unclasp, unclasp!

2.3.106877Thanks, gentlemen, to all; all have done well.

2.3.107878[To Pericles] But you the best. [Calling] Pages and lights, to conduct

2.3.108879These knights unto their several lodgings.

2.3.109880[To Pericles] Yours, sir, we have given order be next our own.

I am at your Grace's pleasure.

Princes, it is too late to talk of love,

2.3.112883And that's the mark, I know, you level at.

2.3.113884Therefore, each one betake him to his rest,

2.3.114885Tomorrow all for speeding do their best.

No, Escanes, know this of me:

2.4.2888Antiochus from incest lived not free.

2.4.3889For which the most high gods not minding 890longer

2.4.4To withhold the vengeance that 891they had in store,

2.4.5Due to this heinous 892capital offence,

2.4.6Even in the height and pride 893of all his glory,

2.4.7When he was seated in 894a chariot

2.4.8Of an inestimable value, and his daughter 895with him,

2.4.9A fire from heaven came and shrivelled 896up

2.4.10Their bodies even to loathing, for they so stunk

2.4.11897That all those eyes adored them ere their fall

2.4.12898Scorn now their hand should give them burial.

'Twas very strange.

'Twas very strange. And yet but justice; for though

2.4.14This king were great, 901his greatness was no guard

2.4.15To bar heaven's shaft, 902but sin had his reward.

'Tis very true.

[Apart, to his fellow Lords] See -- not a man, in private conference

2.4.18906Or council, has respect with him but he!

It shall no longer grieve without reproof.

And cursed be he that will not second it.

Follow me then.[Advancing] Lord Helicane, a word.

With me? And welcome. Happy day, my lords!

Know that our griefs are risen to the top,

2.4.24912And now at length they overflow their banks.

Your griefs? For what? 914Wrong not your prince you love.

Wrong not yourself then, noble Helicane!

2.4.27916But if the prince do live, let us salute him,

2.4.28917Or know what ground's made happy by his breath.

2.4.29918If in the world he live, we'll seek him out;

2.4.30919If in his grave he rest, we'll find him there

2.4.31920And be resolved he lives to govern us,

2.4.32921Or dead, gives cause to mourn his funeral

2.4.33922And leaves us to our free election.

Whose death indeed's the strongest in our censure;

2.4.35924And knowing this kingdom is without a head --

2.4.36925Like goodly buildings left without a roof

2.4.37926Soon fall to ruin -- your noble self,

2.4.38927That best know how to rule and how to reign,

2.4.39928We thus submit unto, our sovereign.

[Kneeling] Live, noble Helicane!

Try honor's cause: forbear your suffrages.

2.4.42931If that you love Prince Pericles, forbear.

2.4.43932Take I your wish, I leap into the seas,

2.4.44933Where's hourly trouble for a minute's ease.

2.4.45934A twelve-month longer, let me entreat you

2.4.46935So to forbear the absence of your king,

2.4.47936If in which time expired he not return,

2.4.48937I shall with agèd patience bear your yoke.

2.4.49938But if I cannot win you to this love,

2.4.50939Go search like nobles, like noble subjects,

2.4.51940And in your search, spend your adventurous worth,

2.4.52941Whom if you find and win unto return,

2.4.53942You shall like diamonds sit about his crown.

To wisdom, he's a fool that will not yield.

2.4.55944And since Lord Helicane enjoineth us,

2.4.56945We with our travels will endeavor it.

Then you love us, we you, and we'll clasp hands:

2.4.58947When peers thus knit, a kingdom ever stands.

Good morrow to the good Simonides.

Knights, from my daughter this I let you know:

2.5.3952That for this twelve-month, she'll not undertake

2.5.4953A married life.

2.5.5Her reason to herself is only known,

2.5.6954Which from her by no means can I get.

May we not get access to her, my lord?

Faith, by no means. She hath so strictly 957tied

2.5.9Her to her chamber, that 'tis impossible.

2.5.10958One twelve-moons more she'll wear Diana's livery.

2.5.11959This by the eye of Cynthia hath she vowed,

2.5.12960And, on her virgin honor, will not break it.

Loath to bid farewell, we take our leaves.[Exeunt Knights.]

So, they are well dispatched. 963Now to my daughter's letter.

2.5.15 She tells me here 964she'll wed the stranger knight,

2.5.16965Or never more to view nor day nor light.

2.5.17966'Tis well, mistress; your choice agrees with mine;

2.5.18967I like that well. Nay, how absolute she's in't,

2.5.19968Not minding whether I dislike or no.

2.5.20969Well, I do commend her choice,

2.5.21And will no longer 970have it be delayed.

2.5.22 Soft, here he comes. 971I must dissemble it.

All fortune to the good Simonides.

To you as much. Sir, I am beholding to you

2.5.25975For your sweet music this last night. 976I do

2.5.26Protest, my ears were never better fed

2.5.27977With such delightful pleasing harmony.

It is your Grace's pleasure to commend,

2.5.29979Not my desert.

Not my desert. Sir, you are music's master.

The worst of all her scholars, my good lord.

Let me ask you one thing:

2.5.32983What do you think of my daughter, sir?

A most virtuous princess.

And she is fair too, is she not?

As a fair day in summer; wondrous fair.

Sir, my daughter thinks very well of you.

2.5.37988Ay, so well that you must be her master

2.5.38989And she will be your scholar; therefore, look to it.

I am unworthy for her schoolmaster.

She thinks not so; peruse this writing else.

[Aside] What's here?

2.5.42A letter that she loves the knight of Tyre?

2.5.43993'Tis the king's subtlety to have my life!

2.5.44994[To Simonides] Oh, seek not to entrap me, gracious lord,

2.5.45995A stranger and distressèd gentleman

2.5.46996That never aimed so high to love your daughter,

2.5.47997But bent all offices to honor her.

Thou hast bewitched my daughter, 999and thou art

2.5.49A villain!

A villain! By the gods, I have not.

2.5.50 Never did thought 1001of mine levy offence,

2.5.51 Nor never did my actions 1002yet commence

2.5.52A deed might gain her love, 1003or your displeasure.

Traitor, thou liest.

Traitor?

Ay, traitor.

Even in his throat, unless it be the king,

2.5.571008That calls me traitor, I return the lie.

[Aside] Now by the gods, I do applaud his courage.

My actions are as noble as my thoughts,

2.5.601011That never relished of a base descent.

2.5.611012I came unto your court for honor's cause,

2.5.621013And not to be a rebel to her state;

2.5.631014And he that otherwise accounts of me --

2.5.641015This sword shall prove, he's honor's enemy.

No?

2.5.66Here comes my daughter, she can witness it.

Then, as you are as virtuous as fair,

2.5.681019Resolve your angry father, if my tongue

2.5.691020Did e'er solicit or my hand subscribe

2.5.701021To any syllable that made love to you?

Why, sir, say if you had -- who takes offence

2.5.721023at that would make me glad?

Yea, mistress, are you so peremptory?

2.5.741025[Aside] I am glad on't with all my heart.

2.5.751026[Aloud] I'll tame you; I'll bring you in subjection.

2.5.761027Will you, not having my consent,

2.5.771028Bestow your love and your affections

2.5.781029Upon a stranger? [Aside] Who for aught I know

2.5.791030May be -- nor can I think the contrary --

2.5.801031As great in blood as I myself.

2.5.811032[Aloud] Therefore hear you, mistress: either frame

2.5.821033Your will to mine -- and you, sir, hear you:

2.5.831034Either be ruled by me, or I'll make you --

2.5.841035Man and wife!

2.5.85Nay come, your hands 1036and lips must seal it too;

2.5.86And being joined, 1037I'll thus your hopes destroy,

2.5.87And for further grief -- 1038God give you joy!

2.5.88What are you both pleased?

What are you both pleased? Yes, [To Pericles] if you love me, sir.

Even as my life my blood that fosters it.

What are you both agreed?

Yes, if't please your Majesty.

It pleaseth me so well, that I will see you wed;

2.5.931044Then with what haste you can, get you to bed.

Now sleep yslackèd hath the rouse,

3.0.21047No din but snores about the house,

3.0.31048Made louder by the o'er-fed breast

3.0.41049Of this most pompous marriage-feast:

3.0.51050The cat with eyne of burning coal,

3.0.61051Now couches from the mouse's hole;

3.0.71052And crickets sing at the oven's mouth,

3.0.81053Are the blither for their drouth.

3.0.91054Hymen hath brought the bride to bed,

3.0.101055Where, by the loss of maidenhead,

3.0.111056A babe is moulded. Be attent,

3.0.121057And time that is so briefly spent

3.0.131058With your fine fancies quaintly eche:

3.0.141059What's dumb in show, I'll plain with speech.

3.0.151066By many a dern and painful perch

3.0.161067Of Pericles the careful search,

3.0.171068By the four opposing coigns

3.0.181069Which the world together joins,

3.0.191070Is made with all due diligence

3.0.201071That horse and sail and high expense

3.0.211072Can stead the quest. At last from Tyre,

3.0.221073Fame answering the most strange enquire,

3.0.231074To th'court of King Simonides

3.0.241075Are letters brought; the tenor these:

3.0.251076Antiochus and his daughter dead,

3.0.261077The men of Tyrus on the head

3.0.271078Of Helicanus would set on

3.0.281079The crown of Tyre, but he will none.

3.0.291080The mutiny he there hastes t'appease,

3.0.301081Says to 'em: if King Pericles

3.0.311082Come not home in twice six moons,

3.0.321083He, obedient to their dooms,

3.0.331084Will take the crown. The sum of this,

3.0.341085Brought hither to Pentapolis,

3.0.351086Yravishèd the regions round,

3.0.361087And every one with claps can sound:

3.0.371088"Our heir apparent is a king!

3.0.381089Who dreamt, who thought of such a thing?"

3.0.391090Brief, he must hence depart to Tyre;

3.0.401091His queen, with child, makes her desire --

3.0.411092Which who shall cross? -- along to go.

3.0.421093Omit we all their dole and woe.

3.0.431094Lychorida, her nurse, she takes,

3.0.441095And so to sea. Their vessel shakes

3.0.451096On Neptune's billow. Half the flood

3.0.461097Hath their keel cut, but Fortune, moved,

3.0.471098Varies again; the grisled north

3.0.481099Disgorges such a tempest forth

3.0.491100That, as a duck for life that dives,

3.0.501101So up and down the poor ship drives.

3.0.511102The lady shrieks and, well-a-near,

3.0.521103Does fall in travail with her fear,

3.0.531104And what ensues in this fell storm

3.0.541105Shall for itself itself perform.

3.0.551106I nill relate, action may

3.0.561107Conveniently the rest convey,

3.0.571108Which might not what by me is told.

3.0.581109In your imagination hold

3.0.591110This stage the ship, upon whose deck

3.0.601111The seas-tossed Pericles appears to speak.

The god of this great vast, rebuke these surges

3.1.21114Which wash both heaven and hell! And thou that hast

3.1.31115Upon the winds command, bind them in brass,

3.1.41116Having called them from the deep; O still

3.1.51117Thy deafening dreadful thunders, gently quench

3.1.61118Thy nimble sulphurous flashes! [He calls.] Oh, how-- Lychorida --

3.1.71119How does my queen? [Thunder.] Thou storm, venomously

3.1.81120Wilt thou spit all thyself? The seaman's whistle

3.1.91121Is as a whisper in the ears of death,

3.1.101122Unheard. [He calls.] Lychorida? Lucina, o

3.1.111123Divinest patroness and midwife gentle

3.1.121124To those that cry by night, convey thy deity

3.1.131125Aboard our dancing boat, make swift the pangs

3.1.141126Of my queen's travails! Now, Lychorida.

Here is a thing too young for such a place,

3.1.161129Who if it had conceit would die, as I

3.1.17Am like to do. 1130Take in your arms this piece

3.1.18Of your dead queen.

Of your dead queen. How? How, Lychorida?

Patience, good sir. Do not assist the storm.

3.1.201133Here's all that is left living of your queen:

3.1.211134A little daughter. For the sake of it,

3.1.221135Be manly, and take comfort.

Be manly, and take comfort. O you gods!

3.1.231137Why do you make us love your goodly gifts,

3.1.241138And snatch them straight away? We here below

3.1.251139Recall not what we give, and therein may

3.1.261140Vie honor with you.

Vie honor with you. Patience, good sir,

3.1.27Even for this charge.

Even for this charge. [To the baby] Now mild may be thy life,

3.1.281143For a more blusterous birth had never babe;

3.1.291144Quiet and gentle thy conditions, for

3.1.301145Thou art the rudeliest welcome to this world

3.1.311146That ever was prince's child; happy what follows,

3.1.321147Thou hast as chiding a nativity,

3.1.331148As fire, air, water, earth, and heaven can make,

3.1.341149To herald thee from the womb.

3.1.351150Even at the first thy loss is more than can

3.1.361151Thy portage quit with all thou canst find here.

3.1.371152Now the good gods throw their best eyes upon't!

What courage sir? God save you.

Courage enough, I do not fear the flaw,

3.1.411156It hath done to me the worst. Yet for the love

3.1.421157Of this poor infant, this fresh new sea-farer,

3.1.431158I would it would be quiet.

[Calls to sailors off.] Slack the bowlines there! [To the storm.] Thou wilt not, wilt thou? 1160Blow and split thyself!

But sea-room, an the brine and cloudy billow 1162kiss the moon, I care not.

[To Pericles] Sir, your queen must overboard. The sea works high, 1164the wind is loud, and will not lie till the ship 1165be cleared of the dead.

That's your superstition.

Pardon us, sir. With us at sea it hath been still observed, 1168and we are strong in custom. Therefore briefly yield 'er, 1169 for she must overboard straight.

As you think meet. 1170Most wretchèd queen!

As you think meet. Most wretchèd queen! Here she lies, sir.

A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear.

3.1.511173No light, no fire. Th'unfriendly elements

3.1.521174Forgot thee utterly. Nor have I time

3.1.531175To give thee hallowed to thy grave, but straight

3.1.541176Must cast thee, scarcely coffined, in the ooze,

3.1.551177Where for a monument upon thy bones,

3.1.561178And e'er-remaining lamps, the belching whale

3.1.571179And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse,

3.1.581180Lying with simple shells. O Lychorida,

3.1.591181Bid Nestor bring me spices, ink and paper,

3.1.601182My casket and my jewels, and bid Nicander

3.1.611183Bring me the satin coffer. Lay the babe

3.1.621184Upon the pillow. Hie thee, whiles I say

3.1.631185A priestly farewell to her. Suddenly, woman!

Sir, we have a chest beneath the hatches, 1187caulked and bitumed ready.

I thank thee, mariner. Say, what coast is this?

We are near Tharsus.

Thither, gentle Mariner,

3.1.681191Alter thy course for Tyre. When canst thou reach it?

By break of day, if the wind cease.

Oh, make for Tharsus!

3.1.711194There will I visit Cleon, for the babe

3.1.721195Cannot hold out to Tyrus. There I'll leave it

3.1.731196At careful nursing. Go thy ways, good mariner.

3.1.741197I'll bring the body presently.

[Calling offstage] Philemon, ho!

Doth my lord call?

Get fire and meat for these poor men.

3.2.41203'T'as been a turbulent and stormy night.

I have been in many, but such a night as this,

3.2.61205Till now I ne'er endured.

[To servant] Your master will be dead ere you return.

3.2.81207There's nothing can be ministered to nature

3.2.91208That can recover him. [To the other man, giving him a note.] Give this to the 'pothecary,

3.2.101209And tell me how it works.[Exeunt both men.]

Good morrow.

Good morrow to your lordship.

Gentlemen, why do you stir so early?

Sir,

3.2.15Our lodgings standing bleak upon the sea

3.2.161215Shook as the earth did quake.

3.2.171216The very principals did seem to rend

3.2.18And all to topple. 1217Pure surprise and fear,

3.2.19Made me to quit the house.

That is the cause we trouble you so early,

3.2.211219'Tis not our husbandry!

'Tis not our husbandry! Oh, you say well!

But I much marvel that your lordship, 1222having

3.2.23Rich tire about you, should at these early hours

3.2.241223Shake off the golden slumber of repose.

3.2.25'Tis most strange

3.2.261224Nature should be so conversant with pain,

3.2.271225Being thereto not compelled.

Being thereto not compelled. I hold it ever

3.2.28Virtue and cunning 1227were endowments greater

3.2.29Than nobleness and riches. 1228Careless heirs

3.2.30May the two latter darken and expend,

3.2.311229But immortality attends the former,

3.2.321230Making a man a god. 1231'Tis known, I ever

3.2.33Have studied physic, 1232through which secret art,

3.2.34By turning o'er authorities 1233I have,

3.2.35Together with my practice, made familiar

3.2.361234To me and to my aid the blest infusions

3.2.37That dwells 1235in vegetives, in metals, stones;

3.2.38And I can speak of the 1236disturbances

3.2.39That nature works, and of her cures, 1237which doth give me

3.2.40A more content in course of true delight

3.2.411238Than to be thirsty after tottering honor,

3.2.42Or 1239tie my pleasure up in silken bags

3.2.431240To please the fool, and death.

To please the fool, and death. Your honor has

3.2.44Through Ephesus 1242poured forth your charity,

3.2.45And hundreds call themselves 1243your creatures who

3.2.46By you have been restored. 1244And not your knowledge,

3.2.47Your personal pain, 1245but even your purse still open

3.2.48Hath built Lord Cerimon 1246such strong renown

3.2.49As time shall never --

So, lift there!

So, lift there! What's that?

So, lift there! What's that? Sir, even now

3.2.51Did the sea toss up upon our shore 1251this chest;

3.2.52'Tis of some wreck.

'Tis of some wreck. Set't down. Let's look upon't.

'Tis like a coffin, sir.

'Tis like a coffin, sir. Whate'er it be,

3.2.54 'Tis wondrous heavy. 1255[To servants] Wrench it open straight!

3.2.551256[To the gentlemen] If the sea's stomach be o'er-charged with gold,

3.2.561257'Tis a good constraint of Fortune it belches upon us.

'Tis so, my lord.

'Tis so, my lord. How close 'tis caulked & bitumed!

3.2.58Did the sea cast it up?

I never saw so huge a billow sir,

3.2.60As tossed it upon shore.

As tossed it upon shore. Wrench it open.

3.2.61Soft! It smells most sweetly in my sense.

A delicate odour.

As ever hit my nostril. So, up with it!

3.2.641264O you most potent gods! What's here, a corpse?

Most strange!

Shrouded in cloth of state, balmed and entreasured

3.2.671267With full bags of spices! A passport too!

3.2.68Apollo, perfect me 1268in the characters! [He reads.]

3.2.771277If thou liv'st, Pericles, thou hast a heart

3.2.781278That ever cracks for woe! This chanced tonight.

Most likely, sir.

Most likely, sir. Nay, certainly tonight,

3.2.801281For look how fresh she looks. They were too rough

3.2.81That threw her in the sea. 1282[To servants] Make a fire within.

3.2.82Fetch hither all my boxes in my closet.

3.2.831283[To gentlemen] Death may usurp on nature many hours,

3.2.84And yet 1284the fire of life kindle again

3.2.85The o'er-pressed spirits. 1285I heard of an Egyptian

3.2.86That had nine hours lain dead, 1286who was

3.2.87By good appliance recovered.

3.2.881288Well said, well said! The fire and cloths!

3.2.891289[To gentlemen] The rough and woeful music that we have,

3.2.90Cause it to sound, beseech you.

3.2.911290[To servant] The vial once more. How thou stir'st, thou block!

3.2.921291[Calls.] The music there! [Music plays.] I pray you, give her air.

3.2.931292Gentlemen, this queen will live!

3.2.941293Nature awakes a warm breath out of her.

3.2.951294She hath not been entranced above five hours.

3.2.961295See how she 'gins to blow into life's flower again.

The heavens through you increase our wonder,

3.2.981297And sets up your fame for ever.

And sets up your fame for ever. She is alive.

3.2.99Behold her eyelids, 1299cases to those

3.2.100Heavenly jewels which Pericles hath lost,

3.2.1011300Begin to part their fringes of bright gold.

3.2.1021301The diamonds of a most praisèd water

3.2.103Doth appear, 1302to make the world twice rich. Live,

3.2.104And make us weep 1303to hear your fate, fair creature,

3.2.105Rare as you seem to be.

Rare as you seem to be. O dear Diana!

3.2.106Where am I? Where's my lord? 1306What world is this?

Is not this strange?

Is not this strange? Most rare!

Is not this strange? Most rare! Hush, my gentle neighbors.

3.2.108Lend me your hands. 1309To the next chamber bear her.

3.2.109[To servants] Get linen. 1310Now this matter must be looked to,

3.2.110For her relapse 1311is mortal. Come, come;

3.2.111And Aesculapius guide us.

Most honored Cleon, I must needs be gone.

3.3.2My twelve 1315months are expired, and Tyrus stands

3.3.3In a litigious peace. 1316You and your lady

3.3.4Take from my heart all thankfulness. 1317The gods

3.3.5Make up the rest upon you.

Make up the rest upon you. Your strokes of fortune,

3.3.6Though they hurt you mortally, 1319yet glance

3.3.7Full woundingly on us.

Full woundingly on us. Oh, your sweet queen!

3.3.9That the strict fates had pleased 1321you had brought her hither

3.3.10To have blest mine eyes with her.

We cannot but obey

3.3.12The powers above us. 1323Could I rage and roar

3.3.13As doth the sea she lies in, 1324yet the end

3.3.14Must be as 'tis. My gentle babe Marina,

3.3.151325Whom for she was born at sea I have named so,

3.3.161326Here I charge your charity withal, leaving her

3.3.171327The infant of your care, beseeching you

3.3.18To give her 1328princely training, that she may

3.3.19Be mannered as she is born.

Fear not, my lord, but think:

3.3.21Your Grace 1330that fed my country with your corn,

3.3.22For which 1331the people's prayers still fall upon you,

3.3.23Must in your child 1332be thought on. If neglection

3.3.24Should therein make me vile, 1333the common body,

3.3.25By you relieved, 1334would force me to my duty.

3.3.26But if to that 1335my nature need a spur,

3.3.27The gods revenge it 1336upon me and mine,

3.3.28To the end of generation.

To the end of generation. I believe you.

3.3.29Your honor and your goodness 1338teach me to't

3.3.30Without your vows. Till she be married, 1339madam,

3.3.31By bright Diana, whom we honor, all

3.3.321340Unscissored shall this hair of mine remain,

3.3.331341Though I show ill in't. So I take my leave.

3.3.341342Good madam, make me blessèd in your care

3.3.351343In bringing up my child.

In bringing up my child. I have one myself,

3.3.36Who shall not be more dear 1345to my respect

3.3.37Than yours, my lord.

Than yours, my lord. Madam, my thanks and prayers.

We'll bring your Grace e'en to the edge o'th'shore,

3.3.391348Then give you up to the masked Neptune and

3.3.40The gentlest 1349winds of heaven.

The gentlest winds of heaven. I will embrace

3.3.41Your offer. Come, dear'st madam. 1351Oh, no tears,

3.3.42Lychorida, no tears!

3.3.43Look to your little mistress, 1352on whose grace

3.3.44You may depend hereafter. Come, my 1353Lord.

Madam, this letter, and some certain jewels

3.4.21356Lay with you in your coffer, which are

3.4.3At your command. 1357Know you the character?

It is my lord's. That I was shipped at sea

3.4.5I well remem1359ber, even on my bearing time,

3.4.6But whether there delive1360red, by the holy gods

3.4.7I cannot rightly say. But since King 1361Pericles,

3.4.8My wedded lord, I ne'er shall see again,

3.4.9A vestal 1362livery will I take me to,

3.4.10And never more have joy.

Madam, if this you purpose as ye speak,

3.4.121364Diana's temple is not distant far,

3.4.131365Where you may abide till your date expire.

3.4.141366Moreover, if you please, a niece of mine

3.4.151367Shall there attend you.

My recompense is thanks, that's all,

3.4.171369Yet my good will is great, though the gift small.

Imagine Pericles arrived at Tyre,

4.0.21372Welcomed and settled to his own desire;

4.0.31373His woeful queen we leave at Ephesus,

4.0.41374Unto Diana there's a votaress.

4.0.51375Now to Marina bend your mind,

4.0.61376Whom our fast-growing scene must find

4.0.71377At Tharsus, and by Cleon trained

4.0.81378In music's letters, who hath gained

4.0.91379Of education all the grace,

4.0.101380Which makes her both the heart and place

4.0.111381Of general wonder. But, alack,

4.0.121382That monster envy, oft the wrack

4.0.131383Of earnèd praise, Marina's life

4.0.141384Seeks to take off by treason's knife,

4.0.151385And in this kind: our Cleon has

4.0.161386One daughter and a full-grown lass,

4.0.171387Even ripe for marriage-rite. This maid

4.0.181388Hight Philoten, and it is said

4.0.191389For certain in our story she

4.0.201390Would ever with Marina be.

4.0.211391Be't when they weaved the sleded silk,

4.0.221392With fingers long, small, white as milk,

4.0.231393Or when she would with sharp needle wound

4.0.241394The cambric, which she made more sound

4.0.251395By hurting it, or when to th'lute

4.0.261396She sung, and made the night-bird mute,

4.0.271397That still records with moan, or when

4.0.281398She would with rich and constant pen

4.0.291399Vail to her mistress Dian, still

4.0.301400This Philoten contends in skill

4.0.311401With absolute Marina; so

4.0.321402With dove of Paphos might the crow

4.0.331403Vie feathers white. Marina gets

4.0.341404All praises, which are paid as debts

4.0.351405And not as given. This so darks

4.0.361406In Philoten all graceful marks

4.0.371407That Cleon's wife with envy rare

4.0.381408A present murder does prepare

4.0.391409For good Marina, that her daughter

4.0.401410Might stand peerless by this slaughter.

4.0.411411The sooner her vile thoughts to stead,

4.0.421412Lychorida, our nurse, is dead,

4.0.431413And cursed Dionyza hath

4.0.441414The pregnant instrument of wrath

4.0.451415Prest for this blow. The unborn event

4.0.461416I do commend to your content.

4.0.471417Only, I carried wingèd time

4.0.481418Post on the lame feet of my rhyme,

4.0.491419Which never could I so convey,

4.0.501420Unless your thoughts went on my way.

4.0.511421Dionyza does appear,

4.0.521422With Leonine, a murderer.

Thy oath remember: thou hast sworn to do't.

4.1.21425'Tis but a blow which never shall be known.

4.1.3Thou 1426canst not do a thing in the world so soon

4.1.4To yield 1427thee so much profit. Let not conscience,

4.1.5Which is but 1428cold in flaming, thy lone bosom

4.1.6Inflame too nicely; 1429nor let pity, which

4.1.7Even women have cast off, melt thee, 1430but be

4.1.8A soldier to thy purpose.

A soldier to thy purpose. I will do't,

4.1.9But yet she is a goodly creature.

The fitter then the gods should have her.

4.1.111433Here she comes weeping for her only mistress' death.

4.1.121434Thou art resolved?

I am resolved.

No, I will rob Tellus of her weed

4.1.15To strew 1438thy green with flowers: the yellows, blues,

4.1.16The purple 1439violets, and marigolds

4.1.17Shall as a carpet hang upon thy 1440grave

4.1.18While summer days doth last. Ay me, poor maid,

4.1.191441Born in a tempest when my mother died!

4.1.20This world to me 1442is as a lasting storm,

4.1.21Whirring me from my friends.

How now, Marina. Why do you keep alone?

4.1.231444How chance my daughter is not with you?

4.1.241445Do not consume your blood with sorrowing:

4.1.251446Have you a nurse of me. Lord, how your favor's

4.1.261447Changed with this unprofitable woe!

4.1.271448Come, give me your flowers. O'er the sea margent

4.1.281449Walk with Leonine. The air is quick there,

4.1.291450And it pierces and sharpens the stomach.

4.1.301451Come Leonine; take her by the arm, walk with her.

No, I pray you,

4.1.32I'll not bereave you of your servant.

Come, come.

4.1.34I love the king your father, and your1454self

4.1.35With more than foreign heart. We every day

4.1.36Expect 1455him here. When he shall come and find

4.1.37Our paragon to all 1456reports thus blasted,

4.1.381457He will repent the breadth of his great voyage,

4.1.39Blame both 1458my lord and me, that we have taken

4.1.40No care to your best 1459courses. Go I pray you,

4.1.41Walk and be cheerful once again. 1460Reserve

4.1.42That excellent complexion, which did steal

4.1.43The 1461eyes of young and old. Care not for me,

4.1.44I can go home a1462lone.

I can go home alone. Well, I will go;

4.1.45But yet I have no desire to it.

Come, come, I know 'tis good for you.

4.1.47Walk half 1465an hour, Leonine, at the least.

4.1.48Remember what I have said.

Remember what I have said. I warrant you, madam.

I'll leave you, my sweet lady, for a while.

4.1.50Pray 1468walk softly, do not heat your blood.

4.1.51What, I must have 1469care of you.

My thanks, sweet madam.

4.1.53Is this wind westerly 1471that blows?

Is this wind westerly that blows? Southwest.

When I was born the wind was north.

When I was born the wind was north. Was't so?

My father, as nurse says, did never fear,

4.1.56But cried 1476"Good seamen!" to the sailors, galling

4.1.57His kingly hands 1477haling ropes,

4.1.58And, clasping to the mast, endured a sea

4.1.59That al1478most burst the deck.

That almost burst the deck. When was this?

When I was born.

4.1.61Never was waves nor wind 1481more violent,

4.1.62And from the ladder tackle washes off

4.1.63A can1482vas-climber, "Ha!" says one "Wolt out?"

4.1.64And with a dropping in1483dustry they skip

4.1.65From stem to stern. The boatswain 1484whistles, and

4.1.66The master calls and trebles their confusion.

Come, say your prayers.

What mean you?

If you require a little space for prayer,

4.1.70I grant it. 1488Pray, but be not tedious,

4.1.71For the gods are quick of ear, 1489and I am sworn

4.1.72To do my work with haste.

To do my work with haste. Why will you kill me?

To satisfy my lady.

To satisfy my lady. Why would she have me killed?

4.1.74Now as I can re1493member, by my troth,

4.1.75I never did her hurt in all my life.

4.1.76I 1494never spake bad word, nor did ill turn

4.1.77To any living crea1495ture. Believe me, la!

4.1.78I never killed a mouse, nor hurt a fly.

4.1.791496I trod upon a worm against my will,

4.1.80But I wept for't. How 1497have I offended,

4.1.81Wherein my death might yield her any 1498profit,

4.1.82Or my life imply her any danger?

Or my life imply her any danger? My commission

4.1.83Is not to reason of the deed, but 1500do't.

You will not do't for all the world I hope.

4.1.85You 1502are well-favored, and your looks foreshow

4.1.86You have a 1503gentle heart. I saw you lately

4.1.87When you caught hurt in par1504ting two that fought.

4.1.88Good sooth, it showed well in you. Do 1505so now:

4.1.89Your lady seeks my life. Come you between,

4.1.90And 1506save poor me, the weaker.

I am sworn and will dispatch. [He seizes Marina.]

Hold, villain!

A prize, a prize!

Half part, mates, half part. Come let's have 1511her aboard suddenly.1512

These roguing thieves serve the great pirate 1515Valdes,

4.1.96And they have seized Marina. Let her go!

4.1.97There's no 1516hope she will return. I'll swear she's dead

4.1.98And thrown 1517into the sea. But I'll see further.

4.1.99Perhaps they will but 1518please themselves upon her,

4.1.100Not carry her aboard. If she 1519remain,

4.1.1011520Whom they have ravished must by me be slain.1521

Bolt.

Sir?

Search the market narrowly. Metalin is 1526full of gallants. We lost too much money this mart 1527by being too wenchless.

We were never so much out of creatures! We 1529have but poor three, and they can do no more then they 1530can do, and they with continual action are even as good 1531as rotten.

Therefore let's have fresh ones whate'er we pay 1533for them. If there be not a conscience to be used in every 1534trade, we shall never prosper.

Thou sayst true. 'Tis not our bringing up of poor 1536bastards -- as I think, I have brought up some eleven --

Ay, to eleven, and brought them down again. 1538But shall I search the market?

What else, man? The stuff we have, a strong 1540wind will blow it to pieces, they are so pitifully sodden.

Thou sayst true. There's two unwholesome, 1542a'conscience. The poor Transylvanian is dead that lay with 1543the little baggage.

Ay, she quickly pooped him! She made him roast-1545meat for worms. But I'll go search the market.1546

Three or four thousand chequins were as 1548pretty a proportion to live quietly, and so give over.

Why, to give over I pray you? Is it a shame to 1550get when we are old?

Oh, our credit comes not in like the commo1552dity, nor the commodity wages not with the danger. 1553Therefore if in our youths we could pick up some pretty 1554estate, t'were not amiss to keep our door hatched. Besides 1555the sore terms we stand upon with the gods will be strong 1556with us for giving o'er.

Come, other sorts offend as well as we.

As well as we? Ay, and better too! We offend 1559worse. Neither is our profession any trade; it's no calling. 1560But here comes Bolt.

[To Marina] Come your ways! [To Pirates] My masters, you say she's a 1563virgin?

Oh, sir, we doubt it not.

[To Bawd] Master, I have gone through for this piece you 1566see. If you like her, so; if not, I have lost my earnest.

Bolt, has she any qualities?

She has a good face, speaks well, and has ex1569cellent good clothes. There's no farther necessity of qua1570lities can make her be refused.

What's her price, Bolt?

I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces.

Well, follow me, my masters. You shall have your 1574money presently. Wife, take her in; instruct her what she has 1575to do, that she may not be raw in her entertainment.

Bolt, take you the marks of her: the color of 1577her hair, complexion, height, her age, with warrant of her 1578virginity, and cry "He that will give most shall have her first." 1579Such a maidenhead were no cheap thing, if men were as 1580they have been. Get this done as I command you.

Performance shall follow.

Alack that Leonine was so slack, so slow --

4.2.27He should 1583have struck, not spoke; or that these pirates,

4.2.28Not enough 1584barbarous, had not o'erboard thrown me,

4.2.29For to seek my 1585mother.

Why lament you, pretty one?

That I am pretty.

Come, the gods have done their part in you.

I accuse them not.

You are light into my hands, where you are like 1591to live.

The more my fault,

4.2.36To scape his hands, where I 1593was like to die.

Ay, and you shall live in pleasure.

No.

Yes indeed shall you, and taste gentlemen of all 1597fashions. You shall fare well; you shall have the difference of 1598all complexions. What, do you stop your ears?

Are you a woman?

What would you have me be, an I be not a 1601woman?

An honest woman, or not a woman.

Marry, whip the gosling!, I think I shall have 1604something to do with you. Come, you're a young foolish 1605sapling, and must be bowed as I would have you.

The gods defend me!

If it please the gods to defend you by men, then 1608men must comfort you, men must feed you, men stir you 1609up.

4.2.46Bolt's returned. [To Bolt.] Now sir, hast thou cried her through 1610the market?

I have cried her almost to the number of her 1612hairs. I have drawn her picture with my voice.

And I prithee tell me: how dost thou find the in1614clination of the people, especially of the younger sort?

Faith, they listened to me as they would have 1616harkened to their father's testament. There was a Spaniard's 1617mouth watered, and he went to bed to her very description.

We shall have him here tomorrow with his best 1619ruff on.

Tonight, tonight! But mistress, do you know 1621the French knight that cowers i'the hams?

Who, Monsieur Verollus?

Ay, he. He offered to cut a caper at the proclama1624tion, but he made a groan at it, and swore he would see her 1625tomorrow.

Well, well, as for him, he brought his disease hi1627ther; here he does but repair it. I know he will come in 1628our shadow, to scatter his crowns of the sun.

[Indicating Marina] Well, if we had of every nation a traveler, we 1630should lodge them with this sign.

[To Marina] Pray you, come hither awhile. You have 1632fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must 1633seem to do that fearfully which you commit willing1634ly; despise profit where you have most gain. To weep 1635that you live as ye do makes pity in your lovers; sel1636dom but that pity begets you a good opinion, and that

1637opinion a mere profit.

I understand you not.

Oh, take her home, mistress, take her home. These 1640blushes of hers must be quenched with some present 1641practice.

Thou sayest true i'faith, so they must. For your

1643bride goes to that with shame which is her way to go with 1644warrant.

Faith, some do, and some do not. But mistress, 1646if I have bargained for the joint --

Thou mayst cut a morsel off the spit.

I may so?

Who should deny it?1650[To Marina] Come, young one. I like the manner of your garments 1651well.

Ay, by my faith, they shall not be changed yet.

[Giving Bolt money.] Bolt, spend thou that in the town. Report what 1654a sojourner we have. You'll lose nothing by custom. 1655When Nature framed this piece, she meant thee a good 1656turn. Therefore say what a paragon she is, and thou hast 1657the harvest out of thine own report.

I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall not so a1659wake the beds of eels as my giving out her beauty stirs 1660up the lewdly inclined. I'll bring home some tonight.

[To Marina] Come your ways, follow me.

If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters deep,

4.2.701663Untried I still my virgin knot will keep.

4.2.711664Diana aid my purpose.

What have we to do with Diana? Pray you, will 1666you go with us?

Why are you foolish? Can it be undone?

Oh, Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter

4.3.31671The sun and moon ne'er looked upon.

I think you'll turn a child again.

Were I chief lord of all this spacious world

4.3.6I'd 1674give it to undo the deed. A lady,

4.3.7Much less in blood than 1675virtue, yet a princess

4.3.8To equal any single crown o'th'earth

4.3.91676I'th'justice of compare. O villain Leonine,

4.3.10Whom thou hast 1677poisoned too!

4.3.11If thou hadst drunk to him, 't'ad been a 1678kindness

4.3.12Becoming well thy fact. What canst thou say

4.3.131679When noble Pericles shall demand his child?

That she is dead. Nurses are not the fates.

4.3.15To fo1681ster is not ever to preserve.

4.3.16She died at night. I'll say so. Who 1682can cross it?

4.3.17Unless you play the pious innocent

4.3.18And, 1683for an honest attribute, cry out

4.3.19"She died by foul 1684play."

"She died by foul play." Oh, go to! Well, well:

4.3.20Of all the faults beneath the 1686heavens, the gods

4.3.21Do like this worst.

Do like this worst. Be one of those that thinks

4.3.22The petty wrens of 1688Tharsus will fly hence

4.3.23And open this to Pericles. I do shame

4.3.241689To think of what a noble strain you are,

4.3.25And of how co1690ward a spirit.

And of how coward a spirit. To such proceeding

4.3.26Who ever but his approbation 1692added,

4.3.27Though not his prime consent, he did not flow

4.3.281693From honorable courses.

From honorable courses. Be it so then.

4.3.29Yet none does know but you 1695how she came dead;

4.3.30Nor none can know, Leonine being 1696gone.

4.3.31She did distain my child, and stood between

4.3.321697Her and her fortunes. None would look on her

4.3.33But 1698cast their gazes on Marina's face,

4.3.34Whilst ours was blur1699ted at and held a mawkin

4.3.35Not worth the time of day. 1700It pierced me through,

4.3.36And though you call my course un1701natural,

4.3.37You not your child well loving, yet I find

4.3.38It 1702greets me as an enterprise of kindness

4.3.39Performed to your 1703sole daughter.

Performed to your sole daughter. Heavens, forgive it!

And as for Pericles,

4.3.41What should he say? We wept 1706after her hearse,

4.3.42And yet we mourn. Her monument

4.3.43Is almost 1707finished, and her epitaphs

4.3.44In glittering golden characters express

4.3.451708A general praise to her, and care in us

4.3.46At whose expense 1709'tis done.

At whose expense 'tis done. Thou art like the harpy,

4.3.471711Which, to betray, dost with thine angel's face

4.3.48Seize with 1712thine eagle's talons.

Y'are like one that superstitiously

4.3.501714Do swear to the gods that winter kills 1715the flies;

4.3.51But yet I know you'll 1716do as I advise.

Thus time we waste, and long leagues make short,

4.4.21718Sail seas in cockles, have and wish but for't;

4.4.31719Making to take our imagination

4.4.41720From bourn to bourn, region to region.

4.4.51721By you being pardoned, we commit no crime

4.4.61722To use one language in each several clime

4.4.71723Where our scenes seems to live. 1724I do beseech you

4.4.81725To learn of me who stand i'th'gaps 1726to teach you

4.4.91727The stages of our story. Pericles

4.4.101728Is now again thwarting the wayward seas,

4.4.111729Attended on by many a lord and knight,

4.4.121730To see his daughter all his life's delight.

4.4.131731Old Helicanus goes along. Behind

4.4.141732Is left to govern, if you bear in mind,

4.4.151733Old Escanes, whom Helicanus late

4.4.161734Advanced in time to great and high estate.

4.4.171735Well-sailing ships and bounteous winds 1736have brought

4.4.181737This king to Tharsus -- think his pilot thought;

4.4.191738So with his steerage shall your thoughts grow on

4.4.201739To fetch his daughter home, who first is gone.

4.4.211740Like motes and shadows see them 1741move a while;

4.4.221742Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile.

See how belief may suffer by fowl show:

4.4.241748This borrowed passion stands for true-owed woe.

4.4.251749And Pericles in sorrow all devoured,

4.4.261750With sighs shot through and biggest tears o'er-showered,

4.4.271751Leaves Tharsus, and again embarks. He swears

4.4.281752Never to wash his face, nor cut his hairs.

4.4.291753He puts on sackcloth and to sea he bears

4.4.301754A tempest which his mortal vessel tears

4.4.311755And yet he rides it out. Now please you wit

4.4.321756The epitaph is for Marina writ

4.4.33By wicked Dionyza:

4.4.441767No visor does become black villainy

4.4.451768So well as soft and tender flattery.

4.4.461769Let Pericles believe his daughter's dead,

4.4.471770And bear his courses to be orderèd

4.4.481771By Lady Fortune, while our scene must play

4.4.491772His daughter's woe and heavy welladay

4.4.501773In her unholy service. Patience then,

4.4.511774And think you now are all in Metalin.1775

Did you ever hear the like?

No, nor never shall do in such a place as this, 1779she being once gone.

But to have divinity preached there! Did you ever 1781dream of such a thing?

No, no. Come, I am for no more bawdy houses. Shall's 1783go hear the vestals sing?

I'll do anything now that is virtuous; but I am out 1785of the road of rutting forever.

Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her 1788she had ne'er come here.

Fie, fie upon her! She's able to freeze the god 1790Priapus and undo a whole generation. We must either get 1791her ravished or be rid of her. When she should do for cli1792ents her fitment, and do me the kindness of our 1793profession, she has me her quirks, her reasons, her master 1794reasons, her prayers, her knees, that she would make a puri1795tan of the devil, if he should cheapen a kiss of her.

Faith, I must ravish her, or she'll disfurnish us 1797of all our cavalleria and make our swearers priests.

Now, the pox upon her greensickness for me.

Faith, there's no way to be rid on't but by the 1800way to the pox.

4.6.61800.2Here comes the Lord Lysimachus disguised.

We should have both lord and loon, if the 1802peevish baggage would but give way to customers.

How now? How a dozen of virginities?

Now the gods to bless your honor!

I am glad to see your honor in good health.

You may so. 'Tis the better for you that your re1808sorters stand upon sound legs. How now? Wholesome 1809iniquity have you, that a man may deal withal and defy1810 the surgeon?

We have here one, sir, if she would -- But1812there never came her like in Metalin!

If she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou wouldst say.

Your honor knows what 'tis to say, well enough.

Well, call forth, call forth.[Exit Pander.]

For flesh and blood, sir, white and red, you shall 1817see a rose, and she were a rose indeed, if she had but --

What, prithee?

Oh, sir, I can be modest.

That dignifies the renown of a bawd no less 1821than it gives a good report to a number to be chaste.

Here comes that which grows to the stalk. 1823Never plucked yet I can assure you. 1824Is she not a fair creature?

Faith, she would serve after a long voyage at sea. 1826Well, there's for you. [He gives the Bawd money.] Leave us.

I beseech your honor: give me leave a word 1828and I'll have done presently.

I beseech you, do.

[Taking Marina aside] First, I would have you note: this is an hono1831rable man.

I desire to find him so, that I may worthily note him.

Next: he's the governor of this country, and 1834a man whom I am bound to.

If he govern the country, you are bound to him 1836indeed, but how honorable he is in that, I know not.

Pray you -- without any more virginal fencing: 1838will you use him kindly? He will line your apron with gold.

What he will do graciously, I will thankfully 1840receive.

Ha'you done?

My lord, she's not paced yet; you must take 1843some pains to work her to your manage. [To Pander] Come, we will 1844leave his honor and her together. [To Bolt?]Go thy ways!

Now, pretty one, how long have you been at this trade?

What trade, sir?

Why, I cannot name't but I shall offend.

I cannot be offended with my trade. Please you to name it.

How long have you been of this profession?

E'er since I can remember.

Did you go to't so young? Were you a gamester 1852at five, or at seven?

Earlier too, sir, if now I be one.

Why, the house you dwell in proclaims you to 1855be a creature of sale.

Do you know this house to be a place of such 1857resort, and will come into't? I hear say you're of hono1858rable parts and are the governor of this place.

Why, hath your principal made known unto1860you who I am?

Who is my principal?

Why, your herb-woman, she that sets seeds and 1863roots of shame and iniquity. 1864Oh, you have heard something of my power, and so 1865stand aloof for more serious wooing. But I protest to thee,1866pretty one, my authority shall not see thee, or else look 1867friendly upon thee. Come, bring me to some private place. 1868Come, come. [He begins to force her offstage.]

If you were born to honor, show it now;

4.6.46If put 1870upon you, make the judgment good

4.6.47That thought you 1871worthy of it.

How's this? how's this? Some more. Be sage.

How's this? how's this? Some more. Be sage. For me

4.6.49That am a maid, though most ungentle 1874fortune

4.6.50Have placed me in this sty, where, since I came,

4.6.511875Diseases have been sold dearer than physic --

4.6.52Oh, that the 1876gods would set me free from this

4.6.53Unhallowed place, though 1877they did change me to

4.6.54The meanest bird that flies i'th'1878purer air!

I did not think thou couldst have spoke so well.

4.6.561880Ne'er dreamt thou couldst.

4.6.57Had I brought hither a cor1881rupted mind,

4.6.58Thy speech had altered it. Hold, here's 1882gold for thee. [He gives her money.]

4.6.59Persever in that clear way thou goest,

4.6.60And 1883the gods strengthen thee.

The good gods preserve you!

For me, be you thoughten

4.6.63That I came with no ill 1886intent, for to me

4.6.64The very doors and windows savor vilely.

4.6.651887Fare thee well. Thou art a piece of virtue, and

4.6.66I doubt not but 1888thy training hath been noble.

4.6.67Hold, here's more gold for 1889thee. [He gives her more money.]

4.6.68A curse upon him, die he like a thief

4.6.69That robs thee of 1890thy goodness.

4.6.70If though dost hear from me, it shall be for thy 1891good.

I beseech your honor, one piece for me!

Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper!

4.6.73Your house, but 1894for this virgin that doth prop it,

4.6.74Would sink and over1895whelm you. Away!

[Coming forward, to Marina] How's this? We must take another course with 1897you. If your peevish chastity, which is not worth a break1898fast in the cheapest country under the cope, shall undo a 1899whole household, let me be gelded like a spaniel. Come your ways!

Whither would you have me?

I must have your maidenhead taken off, or the 1902common hangman shall execute it. Come your ways! We'll have 1903no more gentlemen driven away. Come your ways, I say! [He starts to drag her off.]

How now? What's the matter?

Worse and worse, mistress! She has here spoken 1907holy words to the Lord Lysimachus.

Oh, abominable!

She makes our profession as it were to stink a1910fore the face of the gods.

Marry, hang her up for ever!

The nobleman would have dealt with her like 1913a nobleman, and she sent him away as cold as a snow1914ball. Saying his prayers too!

Bolt, take her away. Use her at thy pleasure. Crack 1916the glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable.

An if she were a thornier piece of ground 1918than she is, she shall be plowed.

Hark, hark, you gods!

She conjures! Away with her! Would she had ne1921ver come within my doors. [To Marina] Marry, hang you! [To Pander and Bolt] She's born 1922to undo us. [To Marina] Will you not go the way of womenkind? 1923Marry, come up, my dish of chastity with rosemary & bays.

Come, mistress! Come your way with me.

Whither wilt thou have me ?

To take from you the jewel you hold so dear.

Prithee, tell me one thing first.

Come now, your one thing.

What canst thou wish thine enemy to be?

Why, I could wish him to be my master, or ra1931ther my mistress.

Neither of these are so bad as thou art,

4.6.96Since they 1933do better thee in their command.

4.6.97Thou hold'st a place for 1934which the painèdst fiend

4.6.98Of hell would not in reputation 1935change.

Thou art the damnèd door-keeper to every

4.6.100Cu1936strel that comes enquiring for his Tib.

4.6.101To the choleric 1937fisting of every rogue

4.6.102Thy ear is liable. Thy food is such

4.6.1031938As hath been belched on by infected lungs.

What would you have me do? Go to the wars, would you? 1940Where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg and have 1941not money enough in the end to buy him a wooden one?

Do anything but this thou dost. Empty

4.6.106Old re1943ceptacles or common-shores of filth;

4.6.107Serve by indenture 1944to the common hangman.

4.6.108Any of these ways are yet 1945better than this.

4.6.109For what thou professest, a baboon, could 1946he speak,

4.6.110Would own a name too dear. Oh, that the gods

4.6.111Would 1947safely deliver me from this place!

4.6.112Here; here's gold for thee.

4.6.1131948If that thy master would make gain by me,

4.6.114Proclaim that I can 1949sing, weave, sew, and dance,

4.6.115With other virtues which I'll keep 1950from boast,

4.6.116And I will undertake all these to teach.

4.6.117I doubt 1951not but this populous city will

4.6.118Yield many scholars.

But can you teach all this you speak of?

Prove that I cannot, take me home again

4.6.1211954And prostitute me to the basest groom

4.6.122That doth fre1955quent your house.

Well, I will see what I can do for thee. If I can 1957place thee, I will.

But amongst honest women.

Faith, my acquaintance lies little amongst them. 1960But since my master and mistress hath bought you, there's 1961no going but by their consent. Therefore, I will make them 1962acquainted with your purpose, and I doubt not but I shall 1963find them tractable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what 1964I can. Come your ways.

Marina thus the brothel scapes, and chances

5.0.21967Into an honest house, our story says.

5.0.31968She sings like one immortal, and she dances

5.0.41969As goddess-like to her admirèd lays.

5.0.51970Deep clerks she dumbs, and with her nee'le composes

5.0.61971Nature's own shape of bud, bird, branch, or berry,

5.0.71972That even her art sisters the natural roses,

5.0.81973Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry,

5.0.91974That pupils lacks she none of noble race

5.0.101975Who pour their bounty on her, and her gain

5.0.111976She gives the cursèd bawd. Here we her place,

5.0.121977And to her father turn our thoughts again,

5.0.131978Where we left him on the sea. We there him lost,

5.0.141979Where, driven before the winds, he is arrived

5.0.151980Here where his daughter dwells, and on this coast

5.0.161981Suppose him now at anchor. The city strived

5.0.171982God Neptune's annual feast to keep, from whence

5.0.181983Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies,

5.0.191984His banners sable, trimmed with rich expense,

5.0.201985And to him in his barge with fervor hies.

5.0.211986In your supposing once more put your sight:

5.0.221987Of heavy Pericles, think this his bark,

5.0.231988Where what is done in action, more if might,

5.0.241989Shall be discovered; please you sit and hark.

Where is Lord Helicanus? He can resolve you. [Seeing Helicanus]

5.1.21992Oh, here he is. [To Helicanus]

5.1.3Sir, there is a barge put off from Metalin,

5.1.4And 1993in it is Lysimachus, the governor,

5.1.5Who craves to come a1994board. What is your will?

That he have his.

That he have his. Call up some gentlemen.

Ho, gentlemen! My lord calls!

Doth your lordship call?

Gentlemen, there is some of worth would come 2000aboard.

5.1.10I pray you, greet him fairly.

[To Lysimachus] Sir,

5.1.12This is the man that can in aught you would

5.1.132003Resolve you.

[To Helicanus] Hail, reverend sir; the gods preserve you.

And you to outlive the age I am,

5.1.16And die as I 2006would do.

And die as I would do. You wish me well.

5.1.17Being on shore, honoring of 2008Neptune's triumphs,

5.1.18Seeing this goodly vessel ride before 2009us,

5.1.19I made to it, to know of whence you are.

First, what is your place?

I am the governor of this place you lie before.

Sir, our vessel is of Tyre; in it the king,

5.1.23A man 2013who for this three months hath not spoken

5.1.24To any one, 2014nor taken sustenance

5.1.25But to prorogue his grief.

Upon what ground is his distemperature?

'Twould be too tedious to repeat,

5.1.28But the main 2017grief springs from the loss

5.1.29Of a beloved daughter and a wife.

May we not see him?

You may,

5.1.32But bootless is your sight: he will not 2020speak

5.1.33To any.

To any. Yet let me obtain my wish.

Behold him. This was a goodly person.

5.1.352022Till the disaster that, one mortal night,

5.1.36Drove him 2023to this.

Sir king, all hail. The gods preserve you.

5.1.38Hail, 2025royal sir.

It is in vain. He will not speak to you.

[To Lysimachus] Sir,

5.1.41We have a maid in Metalin, I durst wager,

5.1.42Would 2028win some words of him.

Would win some words of him. 'Tis well bethought.

5.1.43She, questionless, with her sweet 2030harmony

5.1.44And other chosen attractions, would allure,

5.1.45And 2031make a battery through his deafened ports

5.1.46Which now are 2032midway stopped.

5.1.47She is all happy as the fair'st of all,

5.1.48And with her 2033fellow maid is now upon

5.1.49The leavy shelter that abuts a2034gainst

5.1.50The island's side.

Sure, all effectless. Yet nothing we'll omit

5.1.52That 2036bears recovery's name. But since your kindness

5.1.53We have 2037stretched thus far, let us beseech you,

5.1.54That for our gold 2038we may provision have,

5.1.55Wherein we are not destitute for 2039want,

5.1.56But weary for the staleness.

But weary for the staleness. Oh, sir, a courtesy,

5.1.57Which if we should deny, the most 2041just god

5.1.58For every graft would send a caterpillar,

5.1.59And so 2042inflict our province. Yet once more

5.1.60Let me entreat to 2043know at large the cause

5.1.61Of your king's sorrow.

Sit sir, I will recount it to you. But see,

5.1.63I am pre2045vented.

Oh, here's the lady that I sent for.

5.1.652047[To Marina] Welcome, fair one. [To Helicanus] Is't not a goodly presence?

She's a gallant lady.

She's such a one that, were I well assured

5.1.682050Came of a gentle kind and noble stock,

5.1.69I'd wish 2051no better choice, and think me rarely wed.

5.1.702052Fair one, all goodness that consists in beauty:

5.1.712053Expect even here, where is a kingly patient --

5.1.722054If that thy prosperous and artificial feat

5.1.732055Can draw him but to answer thee in aught --

5.1.742056Thy sacred physic shall receive such pay

5.1.752057As thy desires can wish.

As thy desires can wish. Sir, I will use

5.1.76My utmost skill in his recovery, pro2059vided

5.1.77That none but I and my companion maid

5.1.78Be suffered 2060to come near him.

[To the others] Come, let us leave her,

5.1.80And the gods make her pro2062sperous.

[Coming forward, to Marina] Marked he your music?

[Coming forward, to Marina] Marked he your music? No, nor looked on us.

[Falling back, to the others] See, she will speak to him.

[To Pericles] Hail, sir. My lord, lend ear.

Hum, ha![He pushes her away violently.]

I am a maid,

5.1.86My lord, that ne'er before invited 2069eyes,

5.1.87But have been gazed on like a comet. She speaks,

5.1.882070My lord, that maybe hath endured a grief

5.1.89Might equal 2071yours, if both were justly weighed.

5.1.90Though wayward fortune 2072did malign my state,

5.1.91My derivation was from ancestors

5.1.922073Who stood equivalent with mighty kings.

5.1.93But time hath 2074rooted out my parentage,

5.1.94And to the world and awkward 2075casualties

5.1.95Bound me in servitude. [Aside] I will desist,

5.1.96But there is 2076something glows upon my cheek

5.1.97And whispers in mine 2077ear, "Go not till he speak."

My fortunes -- parentage -- good parentage --

5.1.99To equal 2079mine. Was it not thus? What say you?

I said, my lord, if you did know my parentage,

5.1.1012081You would not do me violence.

I do think so. Pray you, turn your eyes upon me,

5.1.1032083You're like something that -- what countrywoman?

5.1.104Here of 2084these shores?

Here of these shores? No, nor of any shores,

5.1.105Yet I was mortally brought 2086forth, and am

5.1.106No other than I appear.

I am great with woe, and shall deliver weeping:

5.1.108My 2088dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one

5.1.109My daugh2089ter might have been. My queen's square brows,

5.1.110Her 2090stature to an inch, as wandlike-straight,

5.1.111As silver-voiced, 2091her eyes as jewel-like,

5.1.112And cased as richly, in pace ano2092ther Juno,

5.1.113Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes 2093them hungry,

5.1.114The more she gives them speech. Where do 2094you live?

Where I am but a stranger. From the deck

5.1.116You 2096may discern the place.

You may discern the place. Where were you bred?

5.1.117And how achieved you these 2098endowments which

5.1.118You make more rich to owe?

You make more rich to owe? If I should tell

5.1.119My history, it would seem like 2100lies

5.1.120Disdained in the reporting.

Disdained in the reporting. Prithee, speak.

5.1.121Falseness cannot come from thee, 2102for thou

5.1.122Lookest modest as Justice, and thou seemest

5.1.123A palace 2103for the crownèd Truth to dwell in.

5.1.124I will believe thee,

5.1.125And make my 2104senses credit thy relation

5.1.126To points that seem impossible, 2105for thou look'st

5.1.127Like one I loved indeed: what were thy 2106friends?

5.1.128Didst thou not say when I did push thee back,

5.1.1292107Which was when I perceived thee, that thou cam'st

5.1.130From 2108good descending?

From good descending? So indeed I did.

Report thy parentage. I think thou saidst

5.1.132Thou hadst 2110been tossed from wrong to injury,

5.1.133And that thou thought'st 2111thy griefs might equal mine,

5.1.134If both were opened.

If both were opened. Some such thing I said,

5.1.135And said no more but what 2113my thoughts

5.1.136Did warrant me was likely.

Did warrant me was likely. Tell thy story.

5.1.137If thine considered prove the thou2115sand part

5.1.138Of my endurance, thou art a man, and I

5.1.139Have 2116suffered like a girl, yet thou dost look

5.1.140Like Patience 2117gazing on kings' graves and smiling

5.1.141Extremity out of 2118act. What were thy friends?

5.1.142How lost thou them? Thy name, 2119my most kind virgin?

5.1.143Recount I do beseech thee. Come, 2120sit by me.

My name is Marina.

My name is Marina. Oh, I am mocked;

5.1.145And thou by some incensèd God 2123sent hither

5.1.146To make the world to laugh at me.

To make the world to laugh at me. Patience, good sir:

5.1.147Or here I'll cease.

Or here I'll cease. Nay, I'll be patient:

5.1.148Thou little know'st how thou 2126dost startle me

5.1.149To call thyself Marina.

To call thyself Marina. The name

5.1.151Was given me by one that had some 2128power:

My father, and a king.

My father, and a king. How? A king's daughter,

5.1.153And called Marina?

And called Marina? You said you would believe me;

5.1.154But not to be a 2131troubler of your peace,

5.1.155I will end here.

I will end here. But are you flesh and blood?

5.1.1562133Have you a working pulse? And are no fairy?

5.1.1572134No motion? Well, speak on. Where were you born?

5.1.1582135And wherefore called Marina?

And wherefore called Marina? Called Marina

5.1.159For I was born at sea.

For I was born at sea. At sea? What mother?

My mother was the daughter of a king,

5.1.161Who died 2139the minute I was born,

5.1.162As my good nurse Lychorida hath 2140oft

5.1.163Delivered weeping.

Delivered weeping. Oh, stop there a little.

5.1.164[Aside] This is the rarest dream 2142that e'er dulled sleep

5.1.165Did mock sad fools withal. 2143This cannot be