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Only, my friend, I yet am unprovided

The motto, In hac spe vivo. Of a pair of bases. I

Sim. A pretty moral; 2 Fish. We'll sure provide : thou shalt have my From the dejecied state wherein he is, best gown to make thee a pair; and I'll bring thee He hopes by you his fortunes yet may flourish. to the cuurt myself.

1 Lord. He had need mean better than his outPer. Then honour be but a gaol to my will;

ward show This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill. [Exeunt. Can any way speak in his just commend : SCENE II.— The same. A public way, or plat. To have practis'd more the whipstock,7 than the

For, by his rusty outside, he appears form, leading to the lists. A pavilion by the

lance. side of it, for the reception of the King, Princess, Lords, &c. Enter Simonides, Thaisa, To an honour'd triumph, strangely furnished.

2 Lord. He well may be a stranger, for he comes Lords, and Attendants.

3 Lord. And on sei purpose let his armour rust, Sim. Are the knights ready to begin the triumph? Until this day, to scour it in the dust. i Lord. They are, my liege;

Sim. Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan And stay your coming to present themselves. The outward habit by the inward inan. Sim. Return them, we are ready; and our But stay, the knights are coming; we'll withdraw daughter,

Into the gallery.

(Exeunt. In honour of whose birth these triumphs are, (Great shouts, and all cry, The mean knight' Sits here, like beauty's child, whom nature gat

SCENE III.-The same. A hall of state.--A For men to see, and seeing wonder at.

[Exit a Lord. banquet prepared. Enter Simonides, Thaisa, Thai. It pleaseth you, my father, to express

Lords, Knights, and Attendants. My commendations great, whose merit's less. Sim. Knights,

Sim. 'Tis fit it should be so; for princes are To say you are welcome, were superfluous. A model, which heaven makes like to itself: To place upon the volume of your deeds, As jewels lose their glory, if neglected,

As in a title-page, your worth in arms, So princes their renown, if not respected. Were more than you expect, or more than's fit, 'Tis now your honour, daughter, to explain Since every worth in show commends itself. The labour of each knight, in his device, 3 Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast: Thai. Which, to preserve mine honour, I'll per. You are my guests. form.


But you, my knight and guest;

To whom this wreath of victory I give, Enter a Knight ; he passes over the stage, and his And crown you king of this day's happiness. Squire presents his shield to the Princess.

Per. 'Tis more by fortune, lady, than by merit, Sim. Who is the first that doth prefert himself? Sim. Call it by what you will, the day is Thai. A knight of Sparta, my renowned father;

yours; And the device he bears upon his shield And here, I hope, is none that envies it. Is a black Æthiop, reaching at the sun;

In framing artists, art hath thus decreed, The word, Lur tua vita mihi.

To make some good, but others to exceed; Sim. He loves you well, that holds his life of you. And you're her labour'd scholar. Come, queen (The second Knight passes.

o'the feast Who is the second, that presents himself? (For, daughter, so you are,) here take your place:

Thai. A prince of Macedon, my royal father; Marshal the rest, as they deserve their grace. And the device he bears upon his shield

Knights. We are honour'd much by good SimonIs an arm'd knight, that's conquer'd by a lady :

ides. The motto thus, in Spanish, Piu per dulçura que Sim. Your presence glads our days; honour we per fuerça.6 (The third Knight passes.

love, Sim. And what's the third?

For who hates honour, hates the gods above. Thai.

The third, of Antioch; Marsh. Sir, yond's your place. And his device, a wreath of chivalry :


Some other is more fit. The word, Me pompa proverit aper,

1 Knight. Contend not, sir; for we are gentleThe fourth Knight passes. Sim. What is the fourth?

That neither in our hearts, nor outward eyes, Thai. A burning torch, that's turned upside down: Envy the great, nor do the low despise. The word, Quod me alil, me extinguit.

Per. You are right courteous knights. Sim. Which shows that beauty hath his power Sim.

Sit, sit, sir; sit. and will,

Per. By Jove, I wonder, that is king of thoughts Which can as well inflame, as it can kill. These cates resist me,8 she not thought upon.

(The fifth Knight passes. Thai. By Juno, that is queen
Thai. The fifth, a hand environed with clouds; of marriage, all the viands that I eat
Holding out gold, that's by the touchstone tried; Do seem unsavoury, wishing him my meat;
The motto thus, Sic spectanda fides.

Sure he's a gallant gentleman.
[The sixth Knight passes.

He's but
Sim. And what's the sixth and last, which the A country gentleman ;
knight himself

He has done no more than other knights have done, With such a graceful courtesy deliver'd? Broken a staff, or so; so let it pass.

Thai. He seems a stranger; but his present is Thai. To me he seems like diamond to glass. A wither'd branch, that's only green at top; Per. Yon king's to me, like to my father's pic

ture, (1) A kind of loose breeches. (2) i. e. Return them notice.

(6) i. e. More by sweetness than by force. (3) Emblem on a shield. (4) Offer.

(7) Handle of a whip: 15) The motto.

(8) i. e. These delicacies go against my stomach.



Which tells me, in that glory once he was; Here is a lady that wants breathing too :
Had princes sit, like stars, about his throne, And I have often heard, you knights of Tyre
And he the sun, for them to reverence.

Are excellent in making ladies trip;
None that beheld him, but, like lesser lights, And that their measures are as excellent.
Did vaill their crowns to his supremacy;

Per. In those that practise them, they are, my Where now his son's a glow-worm in the night,

lord. The which hath fire in darkness, none in light; Sim. O, that's as much, as you would be deny'd Whereby I see that time's the king of men,

(The Knights and Ladies dance. For he's their parent, and he is their grave, of your fair courtesy.—Unclasp, unclasp; And gives them what he will, not what they crave. Thanks, gentlemen, to all; all have done well,

Sim. What, are you merry, knights? But you the best. (To Pericles.] Pages and lights, 1 Knight. Who can be other, in this royal pre

conduct sence?

These knights unto their several lodgings: Yours, Sim. Here, with a cup that's stor'd unto the brim

(As you do love, fill to your mistress' lips,) We have given orders to be next our own.
We drink this health to you.

Per. I am at your grace's pleasure.
We thank your grace.

Sim. Princes, it is too late to talk of love,
Sim. Yet pause a while ;

For that's the mark I know you level at : Yon knight, methinks, doth sit too melancholy, Therefore each one betake him to his rest; As if the entertainment in our court

To-morrow, all for speeding do their best. (Ere. Had not a show might countervail his worth. Note it not you, Thaisa ?

SCENE IV.-Tyre. A room in the Governor's

house. Enter Helicanus and Escanes. Thai.

What is it To me, my father?

Hel. No, no, my Escanes; know this of me, Sim.

0, attend, my daughter; Antiochus from incest liv'd not free; Princes, in this, should live like gods above, For which, the most high gods not minding longer Who freely give to every one that comes To withhold the vengeance that they had in store, To honour them: and princes, not doing so, Due to this heinous capital offence, Are like to gnats, which make a sound, but kill'd Even in the height and pride of all his glory, Are wonder'd at.

When he was seated, and his daughter with him. Therefore to make's entrance more sweet, here say, || In a chariot of inestimable value, We drink this standing bowl of wine to him. A fire from heaven came, and shrivell'd up

Thai. Alas, my father, it befits not me, Their bodies, even to loathing; for they so stunk, Unto a stranger knight to be so bold;

That all those eyes ador'd them, 4 ere their fall, He may my proffer take for an offence,

Scorn now their hand should give them burial. Since men take women's gifts for impudence. Esca. 'Twas very strange. Sim. How !


Aud yet but just; for though Do as I bid you, or you'll move me else. This king were great, his greatness was no guard Thai. Now, by the gods, he could not please To bar heaven's shaft, but sin had his reward. me better.

(Aside. Esca. 'Tis very true. Sim. And further tell him, we desire to know,

Enter three Lords. · Of whence he is, his name and parentage.

Thai. The king my father, sir, has drunk to you. 1 Lord. See, not a man in private conference, Per. I thank him.

Or council, has respect with him but he. Thai. Wishing it so much blood unto your life. 2 Lord. It shall no longer grieve without reproof Per. I thank both him and you, and pledge him 3 Lord. Follow me then: Lord Helicane, a word freely.

Hel. With me? and welcome: Happy day, my Thai. And further he desires to know of you,

lords. Of whence you are, your name and parentage. 1 Lord. Know that our griefs are risen to the top,

Per. A gentleman of Tyre-(my name, Pericles; And now at length they overflow their banks. My education being in arts and arms ;)

Hel. Your griefs, for what? wrong not the prince Who, looking for adventures in the world,

you love. Was by the rough seas reft of ships and men, I Lord. Wrong not yourself then, noble Helicane; And, after shipwreck, driven upon this shore. But if the prince do live, let us salute bim, Thai. He thanks your grace; names himself ||Or know what ground's made happy by his breath. Pericles,

If in the world he live, we'll seek him out; A gentleman of Tyre, who only by

If in his grave he rest, we'll find him there; Misfortune of the seas has been bereft

And be resolv'd,5 he lives to govern us, Of ships and men, and cast upon this shore. Or dead, gives cause to mourn his funeral,

Sim. Now by the gods, I pity his misfortune, And leaves us to our free election. And will awake him from his melancholy.

2 Lord. Whose death's, indeed, the strongest in Come, gentlemen, we sit too long on trifles, And waste the time, which looks for other revels. And knowing this kingdom, if without a head Even in your armours, as you are address'd, 2 (Like goodly buildings left without a roof,) Will very well become a soldier's dance. Will soon to ruin fall

, your noble sell, I will not have excuse, with saying, this

That best know'st how to rule, and how to reign, Loud music is too harsh for ladies' heads; We thus submit unto,-our sovereign. Since they love men in arms, as well as beds. AN. Live, noble Helicane!

[The Knights dance. Hel. Try honour's cause, forbear your suffrages So, this was well ask'd, 'twas so well perform'd. If that you love prince Pericles, forbear. Come, sir ;

Take I your wish, I leap into the seas,

our censure :6

(1) Lower.
(2) Prepared for combat.

(5) Satisfied

(4) Which adored them.
(6) Judgment, opinion.

(3) Dances.


Where's hourly trouble for a minute's ease. 'Tis the king's subtilty, to have my life. (Aside.
A twelzemonth longer, let me then entreat you O, seek not to intrap, my gracious lord,

To forbear choice i'the absence of your king; A stranger and distressed gentleman,
If in which time expir'd, he not return,

That never aim'd so high, to love your daughter,
I shall with aged patience bear your yoke. But bent all offices to honour her.
But if I cannot win you to this love;'

Sim. Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter, and thou Go search like noblemen, like noble subjects, And in your search spend your adventurous worth;|| A villain. Whom if you find, and win unto return,

Per. By the gods, I have not, sir. You shall like diamonds sit about his crown. Never did thought of mine levy offence;

1 Lord. To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield; Nor never did my actions yet commence, And, since lord Helicane enjoineth us,

A deed might gain her love, or your displeasure. We with our travels will endeavour it.

Sim. Traitor, thou liest. Hel. Then you love us, we you, and we'll clasp Per.

Traitor! hands;


Ay, traitor, sir. When peers thus knit, a kingdom ever stands. Per. Even in his throat (unless it be the king,)

(Exeunt. That calls me traitor, I return the lie. SCENE V.-Pentapolis. A room in the palace.

Sim. Now, by the gods, I do applaud his couEnter Simonides, reading a letter, the Knights



Per. My actions are as noble as my thoughts, meet him.

That never relish'd of a base descent. 1 Knight. Good morrow to the good Simonides. I came unto your court, for honour's cause, Sim. Knights, from my daughter this I let you And not to be a rebel to her state; know,

And he that otherwise accounts of me, That for this twelvemonth, she'll not undertake This sword shall prove he's honour's enemy. A married life.

Sim. No ! Her reason to herself is only known,

Here comes my daughter, she can witness it. Which from herself by no means can I get. 2 Knight. May we not get access to her, my lord?

Enter Thaisa. Sin. 'Faith, by no means; she hath so strictly Per. Then, as you are as virtuous as fair, tied her

Resolve your angry father, if my tongue To her chamber, that it is impossible.

Did e'er solicit, or my hand subscribe One twelve moons more she'll wear Diana's livery; To any syllable that made love to you? This by the eye of Cynthia hath she vow'd, Thai. Why, sir, say if you had, And on her virgin honour will not break it. Who takes offence at that would make me glad? 3 Knight. Though loath to bid farewell, we take Sim. Yea, mistress, are you so peremptory?our leaves.

(Exeunt. I am glad of it with all my heart. (Aside.) I'll tame Sim. So

you; They're well despatch'd; now to my daughter's || I'll bring you in subjection.letter :

Will you, not having my consent, bestow She tells me here, she'll wed the stranger knight, Your love and your affections on a stranger? Or never more to view nor day nor light. (Who, for aught I know to the contrary, Mistress, 'tis well, your choice agrees with mine; òr think, may be as great in blood as 1) (Aside. I like that well :-nay, how absolute she's in't, Hear, therefore, mistress; frame your will to mine, Not minding whether I dislike or no!

And you, sir, hear you.—Either be rul'd by me, Well, I commend her choice;

Or I will make you-man and wife.And will no longer have it be delay'd.

Nay, come; your hands and lips must seal it too.Soft, here he comes :- I must dissemble it. And being joind, I'll thus your hopes destroy ;Enter Pericles.

And for a further grief, -God give you joy!

What are you both pleas'd ? Per. All fortune to the good Simonides!


Yes, if you love me, sir. Sim. To you as much, sir! I am beholden to you, Per. Even as my life, my blood that fosters it. For your sweet music this last night: my ears, Sim. What are you both agreed? I do protest, were never better fed


Yes, 'please your majesty. With such delightful pleasing harmony.

Sim. It pleaseth me so well, I'll see you wed; Per. It is your grace's pleasure to commend; Tnen, with what haste you can, get you to bed. Not my desert.

[Exeunt. Sim. Sir, you are music's master. Per. The worst of all her scholars, my good lord. Sim. Let me ask one thing What do you think,

Mr daughter?

Enter Gower.
Per. As of a most virtuous princess.
Sim. And she is fair too, is she not?

Gow. Now sleep yslakedi hath the rout; Per. As a fair day in summer; wond'rous fair. No din but snores, the house about,

Sim. My daughter, sir, thinks very well of you; Made louder by the o'er-fed breast Ay, so well, sir, that you must be her master, Of this most pompous marriage-feast. And she'll your scholar be; therefore, look to it. The cat, with eyne of burning coal, Per. Unworthy I to be her schoolmaster.

Now couches 'fore the mouse's hole;
Sim. She thinks not so; peruse this writing else. And crickets sing at th' oven's mouth,
Per. What's here!

As the blither for their drouth,
A letter, that she loves the knight of Tyre? Hymen hath brought the bride to bed,

Where, by the loss of maidenhead,
(1) Quenched.

A babe is moulded ;-Be attent,

sir, of

ously to

And time that is so briefly spent,

Having call'd them from the deep! O still thy With your fine fancies quaintly eche;'

deafʼning, What's dumb in show, I'll plain with speech. Thy dreadful thunders; gently quench thy nimble,

Sulphureous flashes !-O how, Lychorida,
Dumb show.

How does my queen ?-Thou storm, thou! venomEnter Pericles and Simonides at one door, with Attendants; a Messenger meets him, kneels, and Wilt thou spit all thyself ?- The seaman's whistle gives Pericles a letter. Pericles shows it to Simon- Is as a whisper in the ears of death, ides; the Lords kneel to the former. Then enter Cnheard.—Lychorida !-Lucina, o Thaisa with child, and Lychorida. Simonides Divinest patroness, and midwife, gentle shows his daughter the letier ; she rejoices : she To those that cry by night, convey thy deity and Pericles take leave of her father, and de- Aboard our dancing boat; make swift the pangs part. Then Simonides, &c. relire.

or my queen's travails Now, Lychorida-
Gow. By many a dearn2 and painful perch,3 Enter Lychorida, with an infant.
Of Pericles the careful search,
By the four opposing coignes,

Lyc. Here is a thing
Which the world together joins,

Too young for such a place, who if it had

Conceit12 would die as I am like to do.
Is made, with all due diligence,
That horse, and sail, and high expense,

Take in your arms this piece of your dead queen. Can stead the quests. At last from Tyre

Per. How! how, Lychorida! (Fame answering the most strong inquire,)

Lyc. Patience, good sir; do not assist the storm.

Here's all that is left living of your queen, -
To the court of king Simonides

A little daughter; for the sake of it,
Are letters brought; the tenor these :
Antiochus and his daughter's dead;

Be manly, and take comfort.

O you gods!
The men of Tyrus, on the head
Of Helicanus would set on

Why do you make us love your goodly gifts,

And snatch them straight away? We, here below, The crown of Tyre, but he will none :

Recall not what we give, and therein may
The mutiny there he hastes t'appease :

Vie honourla with yourselves.
Says to them, if king Pericles
Come not, in twice six moons, home,


Patience, good sir,

Even for this charge. He obedient to their doom,

Per. Will take the crown. The sum of this,

Now, mild may be thy life!

For a more blust'rous birth had never babe:
Brought hither to Pentapolis,
Y-ravished the regions round,

Quiet and gentle thy conditions !

For thou’rt the rudeliest welcom'd to this world, And every one with claps 'gan sound, Our heir apparent is a king :

That e'er was prince's child. Happy what follows

Thou hast as chiding?4 a nativity,
Who dream'd, who thought of such a thing!
Brief, he must hence depart to Tyre:

As fire, air, water, earth, and beaven can make,

To herald thee from the womb : even at the first, His queen, with child, makes her desire (Which who shall cross ?) along to go;

Thy loss is more than can thy portage quit,is

with all thou canst find here. - Now the good gods (Omit we all their dole and wo;) Lychorida, her nurse, she takes,

Throw their best eyes upon it! And so to sea. Their vessel shakes

Enter two Sailors. On Neptune's b llow; half the flood

1 Sail. What courage, sir? God save you. Hath their keel cut; but forturie's mood6

Per. Courage enough: I do not fear the flaw ; 16 Varies again; the grizzled north

It hath done to me the worst. Yet, for the love Disgorges such a tempest forth,

of this poor infant, this fresh-new sea-farer, That, as a duck for life that dives,

I would, it would be quiet. So up and down the poor ship drives.

1 Sail. Slack the bolins17 there; thou wilt not, The lady shrieks, and, well-a-near!?

wilt thou ? Blow, and split thyself. Doth fall in travail with her fear: And what ensues in this fell storm,

2 Sail. But sea-room, an the brine and cloudy

billow kiss the moon, I care not. Shall, for itself, itself perform. I nille relate; action may

1 Sail. Sír, your queen must overboard; the sea

works bigh, the wind is loud, and will not lie, tili Conveniently the rest convey :

the ship be cleared of the dead. Which might not what by me is told.

Per. That's your superstition. In your imagination hold

1 Sail. Pardon us, sir; with us at sea it still hat! This stage, the ship, upon whose deck

been observed; and we are strong in earnest. The sea-tost prince appears to speak. (Erit. Therefore briefly yield her; for she must overboard SCENE I.-Enter Pericles, on a ship at sea.


Per. Be it as you think meet.—Most wretcheu Per. Thou God of this great vast,9 rebuke these queen! surges,

Lyc. Here she lies, sir. Which wash both beaven and hell; and thou, that Per. A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear hast

No light, no fire : the unfriendly elements Upon the winds command, bind them in brass, Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time

To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight (1) Eke out. (2) Lonely (3) A measure. (4) Corners. (5) Help, or assist the search. ||(11) The goddess of child-bearing. (6) Disposition.

(12) Thought. (13) Contend with you in honour (7) An exclamation equivalent to well-a-day. |(14) As noisy a one. (8) I shall not (9) This wide expanse.

(15) Than thy entrance into life can requite. (10) Maliciously.

(16) Blast.

(17) Bowlines, ropes of the sails


Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze; But immortality attends the former,
Where, for a monument upon thy bones,

Making a man a god. 'Tis known, I ever
And aye-remaining lamps, the belching whale, Have studied physic, through which secret art,
And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse, By turning o'er authorities, I have
Lying with simple shells. Lychorida,

(Together with my practice,) made familiar
Bid Nestor bring me spices, ink, and paper; To me and to my aid, the blest infusions
My casket, and my jewels ; and bid Nicander That dwell in vegetives, in metals, stones;
Bring me the satin coffer : lay the babe And I can speak of the disturbances
Upon the pillow; hie thee, whiles I say

That Nature works, and of her cures; which gives A priestly farewell to her : suddenly, woman.

(Érit Lychorida. A more content in course of true delight 2 Sail. Sir, we have a chest beneath the hatches,|| Than to be thirsty after tottering honour, caulk'd and bitum'd ready.

Or tie my treasure up in silken bags, Per. I thank thee. Mariner, say, what coast is || To please the fool and death, this?

2 Gent. Your honour has through Ephesus pour'd 2 Sail. We are near Tharsus.

forth Per. Thither, gentle mariner,

Your charity, and hundreds call themselves Alter thy course for Tyre. When canst thou reach itYour creatures, who by you have been restor'd: 2 Sail. By break of day, if the wind cease. And not your knowledge, personal pain, but even Per. O make for Tharsus.

Your purse, still open, hath built lord Cerinion There will I visit Cleon, for the babe

Such strong renown as time shall never-
Cannot hold out to Tyrus; there I'll leave it

Enter two Servants with a chest.
At careful nursing. Go thy ways, good mariner;
I'll bring the body presently.


Serv. So; lift there.

What is that?
SCENE 11.—Ephesus. A room in Cerimon's Serv.

Sir, even now house. Enter Cerimon, a Servant, and some Did the sea toss upon our shore this chest ; Persons who have been shipwrecked.

'Tis of some wreck.

Cer. Cer. Philemon, ho!

Set 't down, let's look on it.

2 Gent. 'Tis like a coffin, sir. Enter Philemon.


Whate'er it be, Phil. Doth my lord call ?

'Tis wondrous heavy. Wrench it open straight; Cer. Get fire and meat for these poor men;

If the sea's stomach be o'ercharg'd with gold, It has been a turbulent and stormy night.

It is a good constraint of fortune, that Serv. I have been in many; but such a night as It belches upon us. this,

2 Gent.

'Tis so, my lord. Till now I ne'er endur'd.

Cer. How close 'tis caulk'd and bitum'd
Cer. Your master will be dead ere you return; || Did the sea cast it up?
There's nothing can be minister'd to nature,

Serv. I never saw so huge a billow, sir,
That can recover him. Give this to the 'pothecary, || As toss'd it upon shore.
And tell me how it works.
[To Philemon. Cer.

Come, wrench it open ; (Exeunt Philemon, Servant, and those who Soft, soft!-it smells most sweetly in my sense. had been shipwrecked.

2 Gent. A delicate odour.

Cer. As ever hit my nostril; so,-up with it. Enter two Gentlemen.

O you most potent god! what's here? 'a corse! 1 Gent.

Good-morrow, sir. i Gent. Most strange! 2 Gent. Good-morrow to your lordship.

Cer. Shrouded in cloth of state ; balm'd and enCer.


treasur'd Why do you stir so early?

With bags of spices full! A passport too! 1 Geni. Sir,

Apollo, perfect me i'the characters! Our lodgings, standing bleak upon the sea,

[Unfolds a scroll. Shook, as the earth did quake;

Here I give to understand,

[Reads. The very principalsa did seem to rend,

(If e'er this coffin drive a-land,) And all to topple;} pure surprise and fear

I, king Pericles, have lost Made me to quit the house.

This queen, worth all our mundane cost. 2 Gent. That is the cause we trouble you so

Who finds her, give her burying, early :

She was the daughter of a king : 'Tis not our husbandry.4

Besides this treasure for a fee,
O, you say well.

The gods requite his charity!
1 Gent. But I much marvel that your lordship,

If thou liv'st, Pericles, thou hast a heart Rich tires about you, should at these early hours That even cracks for wo!- This chanc'd to-night. Shake off the golden slumber of repose.

2 Gent. Most likely, sir. It is most strange,


Nay, certainly to-night; Nature should be so conversant with pain, For look, how fresh she looks — They were too Being thereto not compell’d.

rough, Cer.

I held it ever,

That threw her in the sea. Make fire within ; Virtue and cunninge were endowments greater Fetch hither all the boxes in my closet. Than nobleness and riches : careless heirs Death may usurp on nature many hours, May the two latter darken and expend;

And yet the fire of life kindle again (1) Ever-burning

(3) Tumble. (2) The principals are the strongest rafters in (4) i. e. Economical prudence, early rising. the roof of a building.

(5) Attire.

(6) Knowledge. (7) Worldly.


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