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In a litigious peace. You, and your lady, Take from my heart all thankfulness! The gods
Make up the rest upon you!
Cle. Your shafts of fortune, though they hurt you mortally,
Yet glance full wanderingly on us.
For she was born at sea, I have named so, here
I believe you ;
Per. Your honor and your goodness teach me to't, Without your vows. Till she be married, madam,
By bright Diana, whom we honor, all
Unscissar'd shall this hair of mine remain,
Per. Madam, my thanks and prayers. Cle. We'll bring your grace e'en to the edge o' the shore,
Then give you up to the mask'd Neptune and The gentlest winds of heaven.
Enter CERIMON and THAISA
Cer. Madam, this letter, and some certain jewels,
Lay with you in your coffer which are now At your command. Know you the character? Thai. It is my lord's.
That I was shipp'd at sea, I well remember,
I cannot rightly say. But since King Pericles,
And never more have joy.
Cer. Madam, if this you purpose as ye speak,
Diana's temple is not distant far,
Thai. My recompense is thanks, that's all; Yet my good will is great, though the gift small. [Exeunt.
Gow. Imagine Pericles arrived at Tyre, Welcomed and settled to his own desire.
Be't when she weaved the sleided silk
The cambric, which she made more sound
She sung, and made the night-bird mute,
The pregnant instrument of wrath
I do commend to your content :
Only I carry winged time
Post on the lame feet of my rhyme ;
Unless your thoughts went on my way. 50
With Leonine, a murderer.
SCENE I. Tarsus. An open place near the sea-shore.
Enter DIONYZA and LEONINE.
Dion. Thy oath remember; thou hast sworn to do't:
'Tis but a blow, which never shall be known. Thou canst not do a thing in the world so soon, To yield thee so much profit. Let not conscience,
Which is but cold, inflaming love i' thy bosom,
Leonine, take her by the arm, walk with her.
I'll not bereave you of your servant.
Come, come; I love the king your father, and yourself, With more than foreign heart. We every day Expect him here: when he shall come and find Our paragon to all reports thus blasted, He will repent the breadth of his great voyage; [taken Blame both my lord and me, that we have No care to your best courses. Go, I pray you, Walk, and be cheerful once again; reserve 40 That excellent complexion, which did steal The eyes of young and old. Care not for me; I can go home alone. Mar. Well, I will go; But yet I have no desire to it.
Dion. Come, come, I know 'tis good for you. Walk half an hour, Leonine, at the least: Remember what I have said.
I warrant you, madam.
Dion. I'll leave you, my sweet lady, for a while :
Pray, walk softly, do not heat your blood:
Is this wind westerly that blows?
The master calls, and trebles their confusion.
Leon. If you require a little space for prayer,
Why will you kill me?
I never spake bad word, nor did ill turn
Is not to reason of the deed, but do it.
[Leonine runs away. A prize! a prize!
First Pirate. Hold, villain!
Sec. Pirate. Third Pirate. Half-part, mates, half-part. Come, let's have her aboard suddenly. [Exeunt Pirates with Marina. Re-enter LEONINE.
Leon. These roguing thieves serve the great pirate Valdes;
And they have seized Marina. Let her go: There's no hope she will return. I'll swear she's dead,
And thrown into the sea. But I'll see further: Perhaps they will but please themselves upon her, 101
Not carry her aboard. If she remain, Whom they have ravish'd must by me be [Exit.
SCENE II. Mytilene. A room in a brothel.
Enter PANDAR, Bawd, and BOULT.
Pand. Search the market narrowly; Mytilene is full of gallants. We lost too much money this mart by being too wenchless.
Bawd. We were never so much out of creatures. We have but poor three, and they can do no more than they can do; and they with continual action are even as good as rotten.
Pand. Therefore let's have fresh ones, whate'er we pay for them. If there be not a conscience to be used in every trade, we shall never prosper.
Bawd. Thou sayest true: 'tis not our bringing up of poor bastards,-as, I think, I have brought up some eleven
Boult. Ay, to eleven; and brought them down again. But shall I search the market? Bawd. What else, man? The stuff we have, a strong wind will blow it to pieces, they are so pitifully sodden.
Pand. Thou sayest true; they're too unwholesome, o' conscience. The poor Transylvanian is dead, that lay with the little baggage.
Boult. Ay, she quickly pooped him; she made him roast-meat for worms. But I'll go search the market. [Exit. chequins
Pand. Three or four thousand were as pretty a proportion to live quietly, and so give over.
Bawd. Why to give over, I pray you? is it a shame to get when we are old?
Pand. O; our credit comes not in like the commodity, nor the commodity wages not with the danger therefore, if in our youths we could pick up some pretty estate, 'twere not amiss to keep our door hatched. Besides, the sore terms we stand upon with the gods will be strong with us for giving over.
Bawd. Come, other sorts offend as well as
Pand. As well as we! ay, and better too; we offend worse. Neither is our profession any trade; it's no calling. But here comes Boult.
Re-enter BOULT, with the Pirates and MARINA. Boult. [To Marina] Come your ways. My masters, you say she's a virgin?
First Pirate. O, sir, we doubt it not. Boult. Master, I have gone through for this piece, you see if you like her, so; if not, I have lost my earnest.
Bawd. Boult, has she any qualities? Boult. She has a good face, speaks well, and has excellent good clothes: there's no further necessity of qualities can make her be refused.
Bawd. What's her price, Boult ? Boult. I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces.
Pand. Well, follow me, my masters, you shall have your money presently. Wife, take her in; instruct her what she has to do, that she may not be raw in her entertainment, 60 [Exeunt Pandar and Pirates.
Bawd. Boult, take you the marks of her, the color of her hair, complexion, height, age, with warrant of her virginity; and cry He that will give most shall have her first.' Such a maidenhead were no cheap thing, if men were as they have been. Get this done as I command you.
Boult. Performance shall follow. [Exit. Mar. Alack that Leonine was so slack, so slow!
He should have struck, not spoke; or that these pirates,
Not enough barbarous, had not o'erboard thrown me
For to seek my mother!
Bawd. Why lament you, pretty one?
Bawd. Come, the gods have done their part in you.
Mar. I accuse them not.
Bawd. You are light into my hands, where you are like to live.
Mar. The more my fault
To scape his hands where I was like to die. 80 Bawd. Ay, and you shall live in pleasure. Mar. No.
Bawd. Yes, indeed shall you, and taste gentlemen of all fashions: you shall fare well; you shall have the difference of all complexions. What! do you stop your ears? Mar. Are you a woman?
Bawd. What would you have me be, an I be not a woman?
Mar. An honest woman, or not a woman. 90 Bawd. Marry, whip thee, gosling: I think I shall have something to do with you. Come, you're a young foolish sapling, and must be bowed as I would have you.
Mar. The gods defend me !
Bawd. If it please the gods to defend you by men, then men must comfort you, mnen must feed you, men must stir you up. Boult's returned.
do you know the French knight that cowers i' the hams?
Bawd. Who, Monsieur Veroles?
Boult. Ay, he he offered to cut a caper at the proclamation; but he made a groan at it, and swore he would see her to-morrow.
Bawd. Well, well; as for him, he brought his disease hither: here he does but repair it. I know he will come in our shadow, to scatter his crowns in the sun.
Boult. Well, if we had of every nation a traveller, we should lodge them with this sign. Bawd. [To Mar.] Pray you, come hither awhile. You have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must seem to do that fearfully which you commit willingly, despise profit where you have most gain. To weep that you live as ye do makes pity in your lovers: seldom but that pity begets you a good opinion, and that opinion a mere profit.
Mar. I understand you not.
Boult. O, take her home, mistress, take her home these blushes of hers must be quenched with some present practice.
Bawd. Thou sayest true, i' faith, so they must for your bride goes to that with shame which is her way to go with warrant.
Boult. 'Faith, some do, and some do not. But, mistress, if I have bargained for the joint,[spit.
Bawd. Thou mayst cut a morsel off the Boult. I may so.
Bawd. Who should deny it? Come, young one, I like the manner of your garments well. Boult. Ay, by my faith, they shall not be changed yet.
Bawd. Boult, spend thou that in the town: report what a sojourner we have; you'll lose nothing by custom. When nature framed this piece, she meant thee a good turn; therefore say what a paragon she is, and thou hast the harvest out of thine own report.
Boult. I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall not so awake the beds of eels as my giving out her beauty stir up the lewdly-inclined. I'll bring home some to-night.
Bawd. Come your ways; follow me.
Mar. If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters deep,
Untied I still my virgin knot will keep.
Bawd. What have we to do with Diana ? Pray you, will you go with us? [Exeunt. SCENE III. Tarsus. A room in Cleon's house.
Enter CLEON and DIONYZA.
Dion. Why, are you foolish? Can it be undone ?
Cle. O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon ! Dion.
You'll turn a child again.
Cle. Were I chief lord of all this spacious world,
I'ld give it to undo the deed O lady,
Unless you play the pious innocent,
O, go to. Well, well, Of all the faults beneath the heavens, the gods 20 Do like this worst.
Dion. Be one of those that think The petty wrens of Tarsus will fly hence, And open this to Pericles. I do shame To think of what a noble strain you are, And of how coward a spirit.
Cle. To such proceeding Who ever but his approbation added, Though not his prime consent, he did not flow From honorable sources.
And though you call my course unnatural,
Dion. And as for Pericles, What should he say? We wept after her hearse,
And yet we mourn: her monument
Dion. You are like one that superstitiously Doth swear to the gods that winter kills the flies: 50 But yet I know you'll do as I advise. [Exeunt.
Enter GOWER, before the monument of MARINA at Tarsus.
Gow. Thus time we waste, and longest leagues make short;