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Pericles, Prince of Tyre (Quarto)
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951King. Knights, from my daughter this I let you know,
952That for this twelue-month, shee'le not vndertake
954Which from her, by no meanes can I get.
957Tyed her to her Chamber, that t'is impossible:
959This by the eye of Cinthya hath she vowed,
960And on her Virgin honour, will not breake it.
9613.knight. Loth to bid farewell, we take our leaues.
963Now to my daughters Letter; she telles me heere,
964Shee'le wedde the stranger Knight,
965Or neuer more to view nor day nor light.
966T'is well Mistris, your choyce agrees with mine:
968Not minding whether I dislike or no.
969Well, I do commend her choyce, and will no longer
970Haue it be delayed: Soft, heere he comes,
972Enter Pericles.
974King. To you as much: Sir, I am behoulding to you
976I do protest, my eares were neuer better fedde
979Not my desert.
982king. Let me aske you one thing:
983What do you thinke of my Daughter, sir?
986Peri. As a faire day in Sommer: woondrous faire.
king.