t with the danger; therefore, if in our youths we could pick up some pretty estate, 'twere not amiss to keep our door hatch'd. Besides, the sore terms we stand upon with the gods, will be strong with us for giving over.

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Bawd. Come, other sorts offend as well as we. 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.

Enter the PIRATES, and BOULT, drugging in

Boult. Come your ways. [To MARINA.-My masters, you say she's a virgin?

1 Pirate. O, Sir, we doubt it not. Boult. Master, I have gone thorough 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.

[Exeunt PANDER and PIRATES. Bawd. Boult, take you the marks of her; the colour 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 BOULT. Mar. Alack, that Leonine was so slack, so slow!

(He should have struck, not spoke ;) or that these pirates,

(Not enough barbarous,) had not overboard
Thrown me, 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 lit into my hands, where you are like to live.

Mar. The more my fault,

To 'scape his hands, where I was like to die.
Bawd. Ay, and you shall live in pleasure.
Mar. No.

Bawd. Yes, indeed, shall you, and taste gentlemen of all fashions. You shail 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. Buwd. Marry, whip thee, gosling: I think I shall have something to do with you. Come, you are 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, men must feed you, men must stir you up.-Boult's returned.

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Now, Sir, hast thou cried her through the market?

Boult. I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs; I have drawn her picture with my voice.

find the inclination of the people, especially of Baud. And I pr'ythee tell me, how dost thou the younger sort?

Boult. "Faith, they listened to me, as they would have hearkened to their father's testament. There was a Spaniard's mouth so watered, that he went to bed to her very description.

Bawd. We shall have him here to-morrow with his best ruff on.

Boult. To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do you know the French knight that cowers* i'the


Bawd. Who? Monsieur Veroles?

Boult. Ay; 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. Pray you, come hither awhile. You have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me; you must seem to do that fearfully, which you commit willingly; to despise profit, where you have most gain. To weep that you live as you do, makes pity in your lovers: Seldom, but that pity begets you a good opinion, and that opinion a meret 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 say'st 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,

Bawd. Thou may'st cut a morsel off the spit.
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 Untied I still my virgin knot will keep. [deep, Diana, aid my purpose!

Bawd. What have we to do with Diana? Pray you, will you go with us? [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-Tharsus.-A Room in CLEON'S


Enter CLEON and DIONYZA. Dion Why, are you foolish? Can it be undone? * Bends.

† An absolute, a certain profit.

Cle. O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon! Dion. I think

You'll turn a child again.

Cle. Were I chief lord of all the spacious I'd give it to undo the deed. O lady, [world, Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princess To equal any single crown o'the earth, I'the justice of compare! O villain Leonine, Whom thou hast poison'd too! [ness If thou hadst drunk to him, it had been a kindBecoming well thy feat: what canst thou say, When noble Pericles shall demand his child? Dion. That she is dead. Nurses are not the To foster it, nor ever to preserve. [fates, She died by night; I'll say so. Who can cross. Unless you play the impious innocent,† [it? And for an honest attribute, cry out, She died by foul play.

Cle. O, go to.

Well, well,

Of all the faults beneath the heavens, the gods
Do like this worst.

Dion. Be one of those, that think
The petty wrens of Tharsus will fly hence,
And open this to Pericles. I do shame

To think of what a noble strain you are,
And of how cow'd a spirit.

Cle. To such proceeding
Who ever but his approbation added,
Though not his preconsent, he did not flow
From honourable courses.

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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 soles daughter.

Cle. Heavens forgive it!

Dion. And as for Pericles,

What should he say? We wept after her hearse,
And even 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.

Cle. Thou art like the harpy,
Which, to betray, doth wear an angel's face,
Seize with au eagle's talons.

Dion. You are like one that superstitiously Doth swear to the gods, that winter kills the But yet I know you'll do as I advise.[flies; [Exeunt. Enter GoWER, before the Monument of MARINA, at Tharsus.

Gow. Thus time we waste, and longest
leagues make short;

Sail seas in cockles, have, and wish but for't;
Making, (to take your imagination,)
From bourn to bourn, region to region.
By you being pardon'd, we commit no crime,
To use one language, in each several clime,
Where our scenes seem to live. I do beseech
To learn of me, who stand i'the gap to teach

1. c. Of a piece with the rest of thy exploit.

+ An innocent was formerly a common appellation for an idiot.

A coarse wench, not worth a good-morrow. || Travelling.

The stages of our story. Pericles
Is now again thwarting the wayward seas,
(Attended on by many a lord and knight,)
To see his daughter, all his life's delight.
Old Escanes, whom Helicanus late
Advanc'd in time to great and high estate.
Is left to govern. Bear you it in mind.
Old Helicanus goes along behind.
Well-sailing ships, and bounteous winds, bap
This king to Tharsus, (think his pilot though
So with his steerage shall your thoughts gro
To fetch his daughter home, who first is go
Like motes and shadows see them moves
Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile.

Dumb show.

Enter at one door, PERICLES, with his Tra CLEON and DIÓNYZA at the other. C165 shows PERICLES the tomb of MARINA; İ at PERICLES makes lamentation, puts Sackcloth, and in a mighty passion depan. Then CLEON and DIONYZA retire.

Gow. See how belief may suffer by foul show
This borrow'd passion stands for true old wo
And Pericles, in sorrow all devour'd,
With sighs shot through, and biggest tea
Leaves Tharsus, and again embarks. E
Never to wash his face, nor cut his hairs;
He puts on sackcloth, and to sea. He bean
A tempest, which his mortal vessel tears,
And yet he rides it out. Now please you wi
The epitaph is for Marina writ
By wicked Dionyza.

[Reads the inscription on MARIA)
The fairest, sweet'st, and best, lies here,
Who wither'd in her spring of year.
She was of Tyrus, the king's daughter,
On whom foul death hath made this slaughter,
Marina was she call'd; and at her birth,
Thetis, being proud, swallow'd some parts

Therefore the earth, fearing to be o’erflow'd,
Hath Thetis' birth-child on the heavens bestor
Wherefore she does, (and swears she'll neto
stint, §

Make raging battery upon shores of flint.
No visor does become black villany,
So well as soft and tender flattery.
Let Pericles believe his daughter's dead,
And bear his courses to be ordered
By lady Fortune; while our scenes display
His daughter's woe and heavy well-a-day,
In her unholy service. Patience then,
And think you now are all in Mitylen. [Er
SCENE V.-Mitylene.-A Street before the

Enter, from the Brothel, two GENTLEMEN.
1 Gent. Did you ever hear the like?
2 Gent. No, nor never shall do in such a
place as this, she being once gone.

1 Gent. But to have divinity preached there' Did you ever dream of such a thing! 2 Gent. No, no. Come, I am for no more bawdy-houses: shall we go hear the vestals sing?

1 Gent. I'll do any thing now that is virtuous, but I am out of the road of utting, for ever.



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Enter PANDER, BAWD, and BOULT. Pand. Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her, she had ne'er come here.

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 Bawd. Fie, fie upon her; she is able to freeze must take some pains to work her to your the god Priapus, and undo a whole genera-manage. Come, we will leave his honour and tion. We must either get her ravished, or be her together. rid of her. When she should do for clients her

fitment, and do me the kindness of our profession, she has me her quirks, her reasons, her master-reasons, her prayers, her knees; that she would make a puritan of the devil, if he should cheapen a kiss of her.

Boult. Faith, I must ravish her, or she'll disfurnish us of all our cavaliers, and make all our swearers priests.

Pand. Now, the pox upon her green-sickness for me!

Bawd. 'Faith, there's no way to be rid on't, but by the way to the pox. Here comes the lord Lysimachus, disguised.

Boult. We should have both lord and lown, if the peevish baggage would but give way to



Lys. How now? How a dozen of

[Exeunt BAWD, PANDER, and BOULT. long have you been at this trade? Lys. Go thy ways.-Now, pretty one, how

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.

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

virgini-unto you who I am?

Lys. Why, hath your principal made known

Bawd. Now, the gods to-bless your honour!
Boult. I am glad to see your honour in good

Lys. You may so; 'tis the better for you that your resorters stand upon sound legs. How now, wholesome iniquity? Have you that a man may deal withal, and defy the surgeon? Bawd. We have here one, Sir, if she would -but there never came her like in Mitylene. Lys. If she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou would'st say.

Bawd. Your honour knows what 'tis to say, well enough.

Lys. Well; call forth, call forth. Boult. For flesh and blood, Sir, white and red, you shall see a rose; and she were a rose indeed, if she had but

Lys. What, pr'ythee?

Boult. O, Sir, I can be modest.

Lys. That dignifies the renown of a bawd, no less than it gives a good report to a number to be chaste.

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Mar. Who is my principal?

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

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

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

Mar. For me,

That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune
Hath plac'd me here within this loathsome sty,
Where, since I came, diseases have been sold
Dearer than physic,-O that the good gods
Though they did change me to the meanest bird
Would set me free from this unhallow'd place,
That flies i'the purer air!

Lys. I did not think

Thou couldst have spoke so well; ne'er
dream'd thou couldst.

Had I brought hither a corrupted mind,
Thy speech had alter'd it. Hold, here's gold

for thee:

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 piece of virtue, and
I doubt not but thy training hath been noble.-
Hold; here's more gold for thee.-

That robs thee of thy goodness! If thou hear'st
A curse upon him, die he like a thief,

from me,
It shall be for thy good.

Bawd. Pray you, without any more virginal me.

* How much? what price?

[AS LYSIMACHUS is putting up his Purse, BOULT enters.

Boult. I beseech your honour, one piece for

* A wanton.

Lys. Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper! | Could he but speak, would own a name too
Your house,

But for this virgin that doth prop it up,
Would sink, and overwhelm you all. Away!
Boult. How's this? We must take another
course with you. If your peevish chastity,
which is not 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. 1 must have your maidenhead taken
off, or the common hangman shall execute it.
Come your way. We'll have no more gentle-
men 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 Lysima


Bawd. O abominable!


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

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

Mar. Prove that I cannot, take me home And prostitute me to the basest groom [again, That doth frequent your house.

Boult. 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 you, there's no going but by their consent; therefore I will make them ac

Boult. She makes our profession as it were quainted with your purpose, and I doubt not

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 ploughed. 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


Mar. Whither would you have me?

so dear.

but I shall find them tractable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what I can; come your ways.


Enter GOWER.


Gow. Marina thus the brothel scapes, and
Into an honest house, our story says.
She sings like one immortal, and she dances
As goddess-like to her admired lays:
Deep clerks she dumbs; and with her neeid+
Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or
That even her art sisters the natural roses :
Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry:
That pupils lacks she none of noble race,
Who pour their bounty on her; and her gain



Boult. To take from you the jewel you hold She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her And to her father turn our thoughts again, Where we left him, on the sea. We there him lost;

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

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That bears recovery's name. But, since your kindness [further, We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you That for our gold we may provision have, Wherein we are not destitute for want, gen-But weary for the staleness.

Who craves to come aboard. What is your will?

Hel. That he have his. Call up some tlemen.

Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls.

Enter two GENTLEMEN.

1 Gent. Doth your lordship call? Hel. Gentlemen,

There is some of worth would come aboard; I

pray you,

To greet them fairly.

[The GENTLEMEN and the two SAILORS descend, and go on board the Barge.

Enter, from thence, LYSIMACHUS and LORDS; the Tyrian GENTLEMEN, and the two SAILORS. Tyr. Suil. 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,

Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us,
I 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,

Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;

A man, who for this three months hath not
To any one, nor taken sustenance,
But to prorogue* his grief.


Lys. Upon what ground is his distempera


Hel. Sir, it would be too tedious to repeat; But the main grief of all springs from the loss Of a beloved daughter and a wife.

Lys. May we not see him, then?
Hel. You may indeed, Sir,

But bootless is your sight; he will not speak
To any.

Lys. Yet, let me obtain my wish. Hel. Behold him, Sir: [PERICLES discovered.] this was a goodly person, Till the disaster, that, one mortal night, Drove him to this.

Lys. Sir, king, all hail! the gods preserve you! Hail,

Hail, royal Sir!

Hel. It is in vain; he will not speak to you. 1 Lord. Sir, we have a maid in Mitylene, I

durst wager, Would win some words of him.

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

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Lys. O, Sir, a courtesy,

Which if we should deny, the most just God For every graff would send a caterpillar, And so inflict our province.-Yet once more Let me entreat to know at large the cause Of your king's sorrow.

Hel. Sit, Sir, I will recount it ;But see, I am prevented.

Enter, from the Barge, LORD, MARINA, and a young LADY.

The lady'that I sent for. Welcome, fair one!
Lys. O, here is
Is't not a goodly presence?
Hel. A gallant lady.

Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd she came

Of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish
No better choice, and think me rarely wed.
Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty
Expect even here, where is a kingly patient:
Can draw him but to answer thee in aught,
If that thy prosperous-artificial feat
Thy sacred physic shall receive such pay
As thy desires can wish.

Mar. Sir, I will use

Provided none but I and my companior
My utmost skill in his recovery,
Be suffer'd to come near him.

Lys. Come, let us leave her,
And the gods make her prosperous!

Lys. Mark'd he your music?
Mur. No, nor look'd on us.

[MARINA sings.

Lys. See, she will speak to him. Mar. Hail, Sir! my lord, lend ear:Per. Hum! ha!

Mur. I am a maid,

My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes,
But have been gaz'd on, comet-like: she speaks
My lord, that, may be, hath endur'd a grief
Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd.
Though wayward fortune did malign my state,
Who stood equivalent with mighty kings:
My derivation was from ancestors
But time hath rooted out my parentage,
And to the world and awkward casualties
Bound me in servitude.-I will desist;
But there is something glows upon my cheek,
And whispers in mine ear, Go not till he speak.

Per. My fortunes-parentage-good parentage


To equal mine!-was it not thus? what say
Mar. I said, my lord, if you did know my
You would not do me violence. [parentage,
Per. I do think so.

You are like something that-What country-
I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me.-
Here of these shores?

Mar. No, nor of any shores:
Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am
No other than I appear.

Per. I am great with woe, and shall deliver

My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a weeping. [one My daughter might have been: my queen's

square brows;

Her stature to an inch; as wand-like straight As silver-voic'd; her eyes as jewel-like,

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