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Pericles, Prince of Tyre (Modern)
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He hath found the meaning,
1.2.3Not live to trumpet forth my infamy,
Doth your Highness call?
Thaliard -- you are of our chamber, Thaliard,
1.2.14[He gives him poison and gold.] Here's poison, and here's gold.
My lord, 'tis done.
Enough.[To Messenger] Let your breath cool yourself, telling212your haste.
My lord, Prince Pericles is fled.
1.2.20.1[Exit Messenger.]
[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.
1.2.22.1[Exit Thaliard.]
Thaliard, adieu. 'Til Pericles be dead,
1.2.24.1[Exit.]