381Lord Thaliard from Antiochus is welcome.

382Thal. From him I come with message vnto princely

383Pericles, but since my landing, I haue vnderstood your Lord

384has betake himselfe to vnknowne trauailes, now message

385must returne from whence it came.

386Hell. Wee haue no reason to desire it, commended

387to our maister not to vs, yet ere you shall depart, this wee

388desire as friends to Antioch wee may feast in Tyre. Exit.

391Cleon.My Dyoniza shall wee rest vs heere,

392And by relating tales of others griefes,

393See if t'will teach vs to forget our owne?

394Dion. That were to blow at fire in hope to quench it,

395For who digs hills because they doe aspire?

396Throwes downe one mountaine to cast vp a higher:

397O my distressed Lord, euen such our griefes are,

398Heere they are but felt, and seene with mischiefs eyes,

399But like to Groues, being topt, they higher rise.

400Cleon. O Dioniza.

401Who wanteth food, and will not say hee wants it,

402Or can conceale his hunger till hee famish?

403Our toungs and sorrowes to sound deepe:

404Our woes into the aire, our eyes to weepe.

405Till toungs fetch breath that may proclaime

406Them louder, that if heauen slumber, while

407Their creatures want, they may awake

408Their helpers, to comfort them.

409Ile then discourse our woes felt seuerall yeares,

410And wanting breath to speake, helpe mee with teares.

411Dyoniza. Ile doe my best Syr.

412Cleon. This Tharsus ore which I haue the gouerne-(ment,

413A Cittie on whom plentie held full hand:

414For riches strew'de herselfe euen in her streetes,