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

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

    Pericles Prince of Tyre.
    1985 And to him in his Barge with former hyes,
    In your supposing once more put your sight,
    Of heauy Pericles, thinke this his Barke:
    Where what is done in action, more if might
    Shalbe discouerd, please you sit and harke. Exit.

    1990Enter Helicanus, to him 2. Saylers.
    1.Say. Where is Lord Helicanus? hee can resolue you,
    O here he is Sir, there is a barge put off from Metaline and
    in it is Lysimachus the Gouernour, who craues to come a-
    boord, what is your will?
    1995Helly. That hee haue his, call vp some Gentlemen.
    2.Say. Ho Gentlemen, my Lord calls.
    Enter two or three Gentlemen.
    1.Gent. Doeth your Lordship call?
    Helli. Gentlemen there is some of worth would come
    2000aboord, I pray greet him fairely.
    Enter Lysimachus.
    Hell. Sir, this is the man that can in ought you would
    resolue you.
    Lys. Hayle reuerent Syr, the Gods preserue you.
    2005Hell. And you to out-liue the age I am, and die as I
    would doe.
    Li. You wish mee well, beeing on shore, honoring of
    Neptunes triumphs, seeing this goodly vessell ride before
    vs, I made to it, to knowe of whence you are.
    2010Hell. First what is your place?
    Ly. I am the Gouernour of this place you lie before.
    Hell. Syr our vessell is of Tyre, in it the King, a man,
    who for this three moneths hath not spoken to anie one,
    nor taken sustenance, but to prorogue his griefe.
    2015Li. Vpon what ground is his distemperature?
    Hell Twould be too tedious to repeat, but the mayne
    griefe springs frõ the losse of a beloued daughter & a wife.
    Li. May wee not see him?
    Hell.
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