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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.

O your sweet queen!
That the strict fates had pleased you had
brought her hither,
To have bless'd mine eyes with her!
We cannot but obey
The powers above us. Could I rage and roar
As doth the sea she lies in, yet the end 11
Must be as 'tis. My gentle babe Marina,

For she was born at sea, I have named so, here
I charge your charity withal, leaving her
The infant of your care; beseeching you
To give her princely training, that she may be
Manner'd as she is born.

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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,
Though I show ill in't. So I take my leave. 30
Good madam, make me blessed in your care
In bringing up my child.

I have one myself,
Who shall not be more dear to my respect
Than yours, my lord.

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.

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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,
Even on my eaning time; but whether there
Deliver'd, by the holy gods,

I cannot rightly say. But since King Pericles,
My wedded lord, I ne'er shall see again,
A vestal livery will I take me to,

And never more have joy.


Cer. Madam, if this you purpose as ye speak,

Diana's temple is not distant far,
Where you may abide till your date expire.
Moreover, if you please, a niece of mine
Shall there attend you.

Thai. My recompense is thanks, that's all; Yet my good will is great, though the gift small. [Exeunt.


Enter GOWER.

Gow. Imagine Pericles arrived at Tyre, Welcomed and settled to his own desire.

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Be't when she weaved the sleided silk
With fingers long, small, white as milk;
Or when she would with sharp needle

The cambric, which she made more sound
By hurting it; or when to the lute


She sung, and made the night-bird mute,
That still records with moan; or when
She would with rich and constant pen
Vail to her mistress Dian; still
This Philoten contends in skill
With absolute Marina: so
With the dove of Paphos might the crow
Vie feathers white. Marina gets
All praises, which are paid as debts,
And not as given. This so darks
In Philoten all graceful marks,
That Cleon's wife, with envy rare,
A present murderer does prepare
For good Marina, that her daughter
Might stand peerless by this slaughter. 40
The sooner her vile thoughts to stead,
Lychorida, our nurse, is dead :
And cursed Dionyza hath

The pregnant instrument of wrath
Prest for this blow. The unborn event

I do commend to your content :

Only I carry winged time

Post on the lame feet of my rhyme ;
Which never could I so convey,

Unless your thoughts went on my way. 50
Dionyza does appear,

With Leonine, a murderer.


SCENE I. Tarsus. An open place near the sea-shore.


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,
Inflame too nicely; nor let pity, which
Even women have cast off, melt thee, but be
A soldier to thy purpose.

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Leonine, take her by the arm, walk with her.
Mar. No, I pray you;

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:
What! I must have a care of you.
My thanks, sweet madam. 50
[Exit Dionyza.

Is this wind westerly that blows?

Mar. When I was born, the wind was north.
Was't so?
Mar. My father, as nurse said, did never

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The master calls, and trebles their confusion.
Leon. Come, say your prayers.
Mar. What mean you?

Leon. If you require a little space for prayer,
I grant it: pray; but be not tedious,
For the gods are quick of ear, and I am sworn
To do my work with haste.



Why will you kill me?
Leon. To satisfy my lady.
Mar. Why would she have me kill'd?
Now, as I can remember, by my troth,
I never did her hurt in all my life:

I never spake bad word, nor did ill turn
To any living creature believe me, la,
I never kill'd a mouse, nor hurt a fly:
I trod upon a worm against my will,
But I wept for it. How have I offended,
Wherein my death might yield her any profit,
Or my life imply her any danger?
Leon. My commission

Is not to reason of the deed, but do it.


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[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. Boult !
Boult. Sir?

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?
Mar. That I am pretty.


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.

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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.
Diana, aid my purpose!


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.


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.

I think

Cle. Were I chief lord of all this spacious world,

I'ld give it to undo the deed O lady,

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Unless you play the pious innocent,
And for an honest attribute cry out
'She died by foul play.'

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.

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And though you call my course unnatural,
You not your child well loving, yet I find
It greets me as an enterprise of kindness
Perform'd to your sole daughter.
Heavens forgive it.


Dion. And as for Pericles, What should he say? We wept after her hearse,

And yet we mourn: her monument
Is almost finish'd, and her epitaphs
In glittering golden characters express
A general praise to her, and care in us
At whose expense 'tis done.

Thou art like the harpy,
Which, to betray, dost, with thine angel's face,
Seize with thine eagle's talons.

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;

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