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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.
    If that thy prosperous and artificiall fate,
    2055Can draw him but to answere thee in ought,
    Thy sacred Physicke shall receiue such pay,
    As thy desires can wish.
    Mar. Sir I will vse my vtmost skill in his recouerie, pro-
    uided that none but I and my companion maid be suffered
    2060to come neere him.
    Lys. Come, let vs leaue her, and the Gods make her pro-
    sperous.The Song.
    Lys. Marke he your Musicke?
    Mar. No nor lookt on vs.
    2065Lys. See she will speake to him.
    Mar. Haile sir, my Lord lend eare.
    Per. Hum, ha.
    Mar. I am a maid, my Lorde, that nere before inuited
    eyes, but haue beene gazed on like a Comet:She speaks
    2070my Lord, that may be, hath endured a griefe might equall
    yours, if both were iustly wayde, though wayward fortune
    did maligne my state, my deriuation was from ancestors,
    who stood equiuolent with mightie Kings, but time hath
    rooted out my parentage, and to the world, and augward
    2075casualties, bound me in seruitude, I will desist, but there is
    something glowes vpon my cheek, and whispers in mine
    eare, go not till he speake.
    Per. My fortunes, parentage, good parentage, to equall
    mine, was it not thus, what say you?
    2080Mari. I sed my Lord, if you did know my parentage,
    you would not do me violence.
    Per. I do thinke so, pray you turne your eyes vpon me,
    your like something that, what Countrey women heare of
    these shewes?
    2085Mar. No, nor of any shewes, yet I was mortally brought
    forth, and am no other then I appeare.
    Per. I am great with woe, and shall deliuer weeping: my
    dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one my daugh-

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