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Mar. I desire to find him so, that I may worthily aote him.

Bawd. Next, he's the governor of this country, and a man whom I am bound to.

Mar. If he govern the country, you are bound to him indeed; but how honourable he is in that, I know not.

Bawd. 'Pray you, without any more virginal fencing, will you use him kindly? He will line your apron with gold.

Mar. What he will do graciously, I will thankfully receive.

Lys..Have you done?

Bawd. My lord, she's not paced yet; you must take some pains to work her to your manage. Come, we will leave his honour and her together.

[Exeunt Bawd, Pander, and Boult. Lgs. Go thy ways.-Now, pretty one, how long have you been at this trade?

Mar. What trade, Sir?

Lys. What I cannot name but I shall offend. Mar. I cannot be offended with my trade. Please you to name it.

Lys. How long have you been of this profession? Mar. Ever since I can remember.

Lys. Did you go to it so young? Were you a gamester at five, or at seven ?

Mar. Earlier too, Sir, if now I be one. Lys. Why, the house you dwell in, proclaims you to be a creature of sale.

Mar. Do you know this house to be a place of such resort, and will come into it? I hear say, you are of honourable parts, and are the governor of this place.

Lys. Why, hath your principal made known unto you who I am?

Mar. Who is my principal?

Lys. Why, your herb-woman; she that sets seeds and roots of shame and iniquity. O, you have heard something of my power, and so stand aloof for more serious wooing. But I protest to thee, pretty one, my authority shall not see thee, or else look friendly apon thee. Come, bring me to some private place. Come, come.

Mar. If you were born to honour, shew it now; If put upon you, make the judgment good That thought you worthy of it.

Lys. How's this? How's this?-Some more;-be

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Perséver still in that clear way thou goest,
And the gods strengthen thee!

Mar. The gods preserve you!

Lys. For me, be you thoughten

That I came with no ill intent; for to me

The very doors and windows savour vilely.

Farewell. Thou art a picce of virtue, and

I doubt not but thy training hath been noble.

Hold; here's more gold for thee.

A curse upon him, die he like a thief,

worth a breakfast in the cheapest country under the cope, shall undo a whole household, let me be gelded like a spaniel. Come your ways. Mar. Whither would you have me? Boult. I must have your maidenhead taken off, or the common hangman shall execute it. Come your way. We'll have no more gentlemen driven away. Come your ways, I say. Re-enter BAWD.

Bawd. How now! What's the matter?

Boult. Worse and worse, mistress; she has here spoken holy words to the lord Lysimachus. Bawd. O abominable!

Boult. She makes our profession as it were to stink afore the face of the gods.

Bawd. Marry, hang her up for ever! Boult. The nobleman would have dealt with her like a nobleman, and she sent him away as cold as a snowball; saying his prayers too.

Bawd. Boult, take her away; use her at thy pleasure: crack the glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable.

Boult. An if she were a thornier piece of ground than she is, she shall be plough'd.

Mar. Hark, hark, you gods! Bawd. She conjures: away with her. Would she had never come within my doors! Marry hang you! She's born to undo us. Will you not go the way of women-kind? Marry come up, my dish of chastity with rosemary and bays! [Exit Bawd. Boult. Come, mistress; come your way with me. Mar. Whither would you have me?

Boult. To take from you the jewel you hold so dear.

Mar. Pr'ythee tell me one thing first.
Boult, Come now, your one thing.

Mar. What canst thou wish thine enemy to be? Boult. Why, I could wish him to be my master, or rather, my mistress.

Mar. Neither of these are yet so bad as thou art, Since they do better thee in their command. Thou hold'st a place, for which the pained'st fiend Of hell would not in reputation change: Thou'rt the damn'd door-keeper to every coystrel That hither comes enquiring for his tib; To the choleric fisting of each rogue thy ear Is liable; thy very food is such

As hath been belei'd on by infected lungs.

Boult. What would you have me? Go to the wars, would you; where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough in the end to buy him a wooden one?

Mar. Do any thing but this thou doest. Empty
Old receptacles, common sewers, of filth;
Serve by indenture to the common hangman;
Any of these ways are better yet than this:
For that which thou professest, a baboon,
Could he but speak, would own a name too dear.
O that the gods would safely from this place
Deliver me! Here, here is gold for thee.
If that thy master would gain aught by me,
Proclaim that I can sing, weave, sew, and dance,
With other virtues, which I'll keep from boast;
And I will undertake all these to teach.

I doubt not but this populous city will
Yield many scholars.

Boult. But can you teach all this you speak of?
Mar. Prove that I cannot, take me home again,
And prostitute me to the basest groom
That doth frequent your house.

Boutt. Well, I will see what I can do for thee: if I can place thee, I will.

Mar. But, amongst honest women?

Boult. 'Faith, my acquaintance lies little amongst them. But since my master and mistress have bought yon, there's no going but by their consent;

That robs thee of thy goodness! If thou hear'st therefore I will make them acquainted with your

from nie,

It shall be for thy good.

[As Lysimachus is putting up his Purse,

Boult enters.

Boull. I beseech your honour, one piece for me. Lys. Avaunt, thou damn'd door-keeper! Your house,

But for this virgin that doth prop it up, Would sink, and overwhelm you all. Away! [Exit Lysimachus. Boult. How's this? We must take another course with you. If your peevish chastity, which is not

⚫ A wanton.

purpose, and I doubt not but I shall find them tractable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what I can; come your ways. [Exeunt.

ACT V. Enter GOWER.

Gow. Marina thus the brothel scapes, and chances Into an honest house, our story says.

She sings like one immortal, and she dances
As goddess-like to her admired lays:

• Cope or canopy of heaven. + Paltry fellow.

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composes

Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or berry;
That even her art sisters the natural roses :
her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry:
That pupils lacks she none of noble race,
Tho pour their bounty on her; and her gain
She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her place;
And to her father turn our thoughts again,
Ahere we left him, on the sea. We there him
lost;

Thence, driven before the winds, he is arrived
leere where his daughter dwells; and on this coast
Suppose him now at anchor. The city strived
od Neptune's annual feast to keep: from whence
Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies,

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Es banners sable, trimm'd with rich expence;
And to him in his barge with fervour hies.
Is your supposing once more put your sight;
Of heavy Pericles think this the bark:
Where, what is done in action, more, if might,
Shall be discover'd; please you, sit, and hark.

[Exit.

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greet them fairly.

Lys. Tis well bethought.
She, questionless, with her sweet harmony
And other choice attractions, would allure,
And make a battery through his deafen'd parts,
Which now are midway stopp'd;

She, all as happy as of all the fairest,
Is, with her fellow maidens, now within
The leafy shelter that abuts against
The island's side.

[He whispers one of the attendant Lords.-
Exit Lord, in the Barge of Lysimachus.
Hel. Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing we'll ont
That bears recovery's name. But, since your kind-

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Mar. Sir, I will use

My utmost skill in his recovery,

[The Gentlemen and the Two Sailors descend Provided none but I and my companion

and go on board the Barge.

Enter, from thence, LYSIMACHUS and LORDS; the
Tyrian Gentlemen, and the Two Sailors.

Tyr. Sail. Sir,

This is the man that can, in aught you would,
Resolve you.

Lys. Hail, reverend Sir! The gods preserve you!
Hel. And you, Sir, to out-live the age I am,
And die as I would do.

Lys. You wish me well.

Being on shore, honouring of Neptune's triumphs,
Beeing this goodly vessel ride before us,
made to it, to know of whence you are,
Hel. First, Sir, what is your place?

Lys. I am governor of this place you lie before.
Hel. Sir,

Dar vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;

Be suffer'd to come near him.
Lys. Come, let us leave her,

And the gods make her prosperous!

[Marina sings,

Lys. Mark'd he your music?
Mar. No, nor look'd on us.
Lys. See, she will speak to him.
Mar. Hail, Sir! my lord, lend ear :-
Per. Hum! Ha!

Mar. I ani a maid,

My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes,
But have been gazed on, comet-like: she speaks
My lord, that, may be, hath endured a grief
Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd.
Though wayward fortune did maligu my state,
My derivation was from ancestors
Who stood equivalent with mighty kings:
But time hath rooted out my parentage,

A man, who for this three months hath not spoken And to the world and aukward casualties
To any one, nor taken sustenance,

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Hel. Behold him, Sir: [Pericles discovered.] this You are like something that-What countrywo

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Lys. Sir, king, all hail! The gods preserve you! Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am
Hail,

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And onsed as richly in pace another Juno; Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them hungry,

The more she gives them speech. Where do you live?

Mar. Where I am but a stranger; from the deck You may discern the place.

Per. Where were you bred?

And how achieved you these endowments, which You make more rich to owe?

Mar. Should I tell my history,

"Twould seem like lies disdain'd in the reporting. Per. Pr'ythee speak ;

Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look'st
Modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace
For the crown'd truth to dwell in: I'll believe
thee,

And make my senses credit thy relation,
To points that seem impossible; for thou look'st
Like one I loved indeed. What were thy friends?
Didst thou not say, when I did push thee back,
(Which was when I perceived thee,) that thou

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And wherefore call'd Marina ?

Mar. Call'd Marina,

For I was born at sea.

Per. At sea? Thy mother?

Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king; Who died the very minute I was born, As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft Deliver'd weeping.

Per..0, stop there a little!

This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep
Did mock sad fools withal: this cannot be.
My daughter's buried. [Aside.] Well :—where were
you bred?

I'll hear you more, to the bottom of
And never mterrupt you.

your story,

Mar. You'll scarce believe me; 'twere best I did give o'er,

Per. I will believe you by the syllable

Of what you shall deliver. Yet, give me leave :How came you in these parts? Where were you bred?

Mar. The king, my fatber, did in Tharsus leave

me;

Till cruel Cleon, with his wicked wife,
Did seek to murder me: and having woo'd
A villain to attempt it, who having drawn,

⚫ Possess.

1. e. No puppet dressed up to deceive me.

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Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now (As in the rest thou hast been godlike perfect,) My drown'd queen's name, thou art the heir of kingdoms,

And another life to Pericles thy father.

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Mar. Is it no more to be your daughter, than A To say, ny mother's name was Thaisa? Thaisa was my mother, who did end, The minute I began.

Per. Now, blessing on thee, rise; thou art my

child.

Give me fresh garments. Mine own, Helicanus,
(Not dead at Tharsus, as she should have been,
By savage Cleon,) she shall tell thee all;
When thou shalt kneel and justify in knowledge,
She is thy very princess.-Who is this?
Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mitylene,
Who, hearing of your melancholy state,
Did come to see you.

Per. I embrace you, Sir.

Give me my robes; I am wild in my beholding.

O heavens bless my girl! But hark, what mu

sic!

Tell Helicanus, my Marina, tell him

O'er, point by point, for yet he seems to doubt, How sure you are my daughter.-But what music? Hel. My lord, I hear none.

Per. None?

The music of the spheres: list, my Marina.
Lys. It is not good to cross him; give him way.
Per. Rarest sounds!

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And give them repetition to the life.
Perform my bidding, or thou livest in woe:
Do't, and be happy, by any silver bow.

Awake, and tell thy dream. [Diana disappears.
Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine t,

I will obey thee!-Helicanus !

Enter LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS, and MARINA. Hel. Sir.

Found there rich Jewels ; recover'd her, and placed

her

Here in Diana's temple.

Per. May we see them?

Cer. Great Sir, they shall be brought you to my house,

Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is
Recover'd.

Thai. O, let me look!

Per. My purpose was for Tharsus, there to strike If he be none of mine, my sanctity
The inhospitable Cleon; but I am

For other service first: toward Ephesus
Turn our blown sails; eftsoons I'll tell thee
why.-
[To Helicanus.

Shall we refresh us, Sir, upon your shore,
And give you gold for such provision

As our intents will need?

Lys. With all my heart, Sir; and when you

come ashore,

I have another suit.

Per. You shall prevail,

Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems

You have been noble towards her,

Lys. Sir, lend your arm.

Per. Come, my Marina.

[Exeunt.

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Gow. Now our sands are almost run;

More a little, and then done.

This, as my last boon, give me

(For such kindness must relieve me,)

That you aptly will suppose

What pageantry, what feats, what shows,
What minstrelsy, and pretty din,
The regent made in Mitylin,

To greet the king. So he has thrived,
That he is promised to be wived
To fair Marina; but in no wise,
Till he had done his sacrifice,
As Dian bade; whereto being bound,
The interim, pray you, all confound T.
In feather'd briefness sails are fill'd,
And wishes fall out as they're will'd.
At Ephesus, the temple see,
Our king, and all his company.
That he can hither come so soon,
Is by your fancy's thankful boon.

[Exit.

SCENE III-The Temple of Diana at Ephesus : Thaisa standing near the Altar, as High priestess; a number of Virgins on each side; Cerimon and other Inhabitants of Ephesus attending. Enter PERICLES, with his Train; LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS, MARINA, and a Lady.

Per. Hail Dian; to perform thy just command, I here confess myself the king of Tyre; Who, frighted from my country, did wed The fair Thaísa, at Pentapolis.

At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth
A maid-child call'd Marina; who, O goddess,
Wears yet thy silver livery **. She at Tharsus

Was nursed with Cleon; whom at fourteen years
He sought to murder: but her better stars
Brought her to Mitylene; against whose shore
Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us,
Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she
Made known herself my daughter.
Thai. Voice and favour!--

You are-you are-O royal Pericles!

[She faints.

Per. What means the womar? She dies! Help, gentlemen!

Cer. Noble Sir,

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Will to my sense⚫ bend no licentious ear,
But curb it, spite of seeing. O, my lord,
Are you not Pericles? Like him you speak,
Like him you are: Did you not name a tempest,
A birth, and death?

Per. The voice of dead Thaisa!

Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead, And drown'd.

Per. Immortal Dian!

Thai. Now I know you better.

When we with tears parted Pentapolis, The king, my father, give you such a ring. [Shews a Ring.

Per. This, this: no more, you gods! your present kindness

Makes my past miseries sport: you shall do well, That on the touching of her lips I may

Melt, and no more be seen. O come, be buried A second time within these arms.

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Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly from Tyre,

I left behind an ancient substitute.

Can you remember what I call'd the man?

I have named him oft.

Thai. 'Twas Helicanus then.

Per. Still confirmation:

Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is

Now do I long to hear how you were found;
How possibly preserved; and whom to thank,
Besides the gods, for this great miracle.

Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man Through whom the gods have shewn their power;

that can

From first to last resolve you.

Per. Reverend Sir,

The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god than you.
Will you deliver
How this dead queen re-lives?

Cer. I will, my lord.

Beseech you, first go with me to my house,

Where shall be shewn you all was found with

her;

How she came placed here within the temple; No needful thing omitted.

Per. Pure Diana!

I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer
My night oblations to thee. Thaisa,
This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter,
Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now,
This ornament that makes me look so dismal,
Will I, my loved Marina, clip to form;
And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd,
To grace thy marriage day, I'll beautify.

Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, Sir, that my father's dead.

Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, my queen,

We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves
Will in that kingdom spend our following days;
Our son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign.
Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay,
To hear the rest untold.-Sir, lead the way.

Enter GoWER.

[Exeunt.

Gow. In Antioch ‡, and his daughter, you have heard

Of monstrous lust the due and just reward:

• Sensual passion.

ti. e. His beard.

i. e. The king of Antioch.

In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen
(Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen,)
Virtue preserved from fell destruction's blast,
Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last.
In Helicanus may you well descry
A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty:
In reverend Cerimon there well appears,
The worth that learned charity aye wears.
• Ever.

For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame
Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd name
Of Pericles, to rage the city turn;

That him and his they in his palace burn.
The gods for murder seemed so content

To punish them; although not done, but meant.
So on your patience evermore attending,
New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending.
[Exit Gower.

END OF THE DRAMATIC WORKS.

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