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Lys. Yet let me obtain my wish.

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 am a maid,

Hel. Behold him. [Pericles discovered.] This My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes,

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[Whispers a Lord, who goes off in the

But have been gazed on like a comet: she speaks,
My lord, that, may be, hath endured a grief
Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd.
Though wayward fortune did malign my state, g
My derivation was from ancestors
Who stood equivalent with mighty kings:
But time hath rooted out my parentage,
And to the world and awkward casualties
Bound me in servitude. [Aside] 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 parent-
age-

To equal mine!-was it not thus? what say you? Mar. I said, my lord, if you did know my parentage,

You would not do me violence.

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Per. I do think so. Pray you, turn your eyes

upon me.

barge of Lysimachus. You are like something that- What country

Hel. Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing we'll omit

That bears recovery's name. But, since your kindness

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,
But weary for the staleness.

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

Hel.

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Sit, sir, I will recount it to you: But, see, I am prevented.

Re-enter, from the barge, Lord, with MARINA, and a young Lady. O, here is

Lys. The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one! Is't not a goodly presence?

Hel.

She's a gallant lady.

Lys. She's such a one, that, were I well assured

Came of a gentle kind and noble stock,

I'ld wish no better choice, and think me rarely wed.

Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty 70
Expect even here, where is a kingly patient:
If that thy prosperous and artificial feat
Can draw him but to answer thee in aught,
Thy sacred physic shall receive such pay
As thy desires can wish.

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Prithee, speak: 120 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 will 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 backWhich was when I perceived thee-that thou

camest

From good descending?

Mar.

So indeed I did.

Per. Report thy parentage. I think thou

said'st

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I said, and said no more but what my thoughts - Did warrant me was likely.

Per.

Tell thy story; If thine consider'd prove the thousandth part Of my endurance, thou art a man, and I Have suffer'd like a girl: yet thou dost look Like Patience gazing on kings' graves, and smiling

Extremity out of act. What were thy friends? 140 How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind virgin?

Recount, I do beseech thee: come, sit by me.
Mar. My name is Marina.
Per.
O, I am mock'd,
And thou by some incensed god sent hither

To make the world to laugh at me.
Mar.

Or here I'll cease.

Per.

If good King Pericles be.

Per. Ho, Helicanus!

Hel. Calls my lord?

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Here is the regent, sir, of Mytilene
Speaks nobly of her.
Lys.

She would never tell
Her parentage; being demanded that,
She would sit still and weep.

Per. O Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir; Give me a gash, put me to present pain; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me O'erbear the shores of my mortality,

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And drown me with their sweetness. O, come
hither,

Patience, good sir, Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget;
Thou that wast born at sea, buried at Tarsus,
And found at sea again! Ó Helicanus,
Down on thy knees, thank the holy gods as
loud

Nay, I'll be patient.

Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me, To call thyself Marina.

Mar. The name

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O, stop there a little!

[Aside] This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep

Did mock sad fools withal: this cannot be: My daughter's buried. Well: where were you bred?

I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story, And never interrupt you.

Mar. You scorn: 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: 170 How came you in these parts? where were you bred?

Mar. The king my father did in Tarsus 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 to do't,
A crew of pirates came and rescued me;
Brought me to Mytilene. But, good sir,
Whither will you have me? Why do you weep?
It may be,

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Thou hast been godlike perfect,

†The heir of kingdoms and another like To Pericles thy father.

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Mar. Is it no more to be your daughter than To say my 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; She is not dead at Tarsus, 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 Mytilene,
Who, hearing of your melancholy state,
Did come to see you.
I embrace you.

Per.

Give me my robes. holding.

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I am wild in my be

O heavens bless my girl! But, hark, what music?

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!

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The music of the spheres! List, my Marina. Lys. It is not good to cross him; give him

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DIANA appears to PERICLES as in a vision.

Dia. My temple stands in Ephesus: hie thee thither,

And do upon mine altar sacrifice.

There, when my maiden priests are met together,
Before the people all,

Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife:
To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's, call
And give them repetition to the life.
Or perform my bidding, or thou livest in woe;
Do it, and happy; by my silver bow!
Awake, and tell thy dream. [Disappears. 250
Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine,
I will obey thee. Helicanus!

Re-enter HELICANUS, LYSIMACHUS, and

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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
At Pentapolis the fair Thaisa.

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 Tarsus
Was nursed with Cleon; who at fourteen years
He sought to murder: but her better stars
Brought her to Mytilene; 'gainst whose shore
Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us,
Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she
Made known herself my daughter.

Thai.

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Voice and favour!

You are, you are-O royal Pericles! [Faints. Per. What means the nun? she dies! help, gentlemen!

Cer. Noble sir,

If you have told Diana's altar true, This is your wife.

Per.

Reverend appearer, no;

I threw her overboard with these very arms.
Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you.
Per.
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Cer. Look to the lady; O, she's but o'erjoy'd.
Early in blustering morn this lady was
Thrown upon this shore. I oped the coffin,
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
Recovered.

Thai. O, let me look!

If he be none of mine, my sanctity

SCENE II. Enter GOWER, before the temple of Will to my sense bend no licentious ear,

DIANA at Ephesus.

Gow. Now our sands are almost run;

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But curb it, spite of seeing. O, my lord,
Are you not Pericles? Like him you spake,
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.

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When we with tears parted Pentapolis, The king my father gave you such a ring. [Shows a ring.

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

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Makes my past miseries sports: you shall do well, 280 That on the touching of her lips I may

[Exit.

Melt and no more be seen. O, come, be buried
A second time within these arms.
Mar.
My heart
Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.
[Kneels to Thaisa.

Per. Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd, flesh, Thaisa; To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify. Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, sir,

Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina

For she was yielded there.
Thai.

Blest, and mine own!
Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!
Thai.

I know you not.

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.

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Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man, Through whom the gods have shown 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?

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Cer.
I will, my lord.
Beseech you, first go with me to my house,
Where shall be shown you all was found with her;
How she came placed here in the temple;
No needful thing omitted.

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Per. Pure Dian, bless thee for thy vision! I
Will offer night-oblations to thee. Thaisa,
This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter,
Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now,
This ornament

Makes me look dismal will I clip to form;

My father's dead.

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

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VENUS AND ADONIS.

'Vilia miretur vulgus; mihi flavus Apollo
Pocula Castalia plena ministret aqua.'

TO THE

RIGHT HONOURABLE HENRY WRIOTHESLY,

EARL OF SOUTHAMPTON, AND BARON OF TICHFIELD.

RIGHT HONOURABLE,

I KNOW not how shall offend in dedicating my unpolished lines to your lordship, nor how the world will censure me for choosing so strong a prop to support so weak a burden: only, if your honour seem but pleased, I account myself highly praised, and vow to take advantage of all idle hours, till I have honoured you with some graver labour. But if the first heir of my invention prove deformed, I shall be sorry it had so noble a god-father, and never after ear so barren a land, for fear it yield me still so bad a harvest. I leave it to your honourable survey, and your honour to your heart's content; which I wish may always answer your own wish and the world's hopeful expectation.

EVEN as the sun with purple-colour'd face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheek'd Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laugh'd to scorn;
Sick-thoughted Venus makes amain unto him,
And like a bold-faced suitor 'gins to woo him.

"Thrice-fairer than myself,' thus she began,
'The field's chief flower, sweet above compare,
Stain to all nymphs, more lovely than a man,
More white and red than doves or roses are;

ΙΟ

Nature that made thee, with herself at strife,
Saith that the world hath ending with thy life.

'Vouchsafe, thou wonder, to alight thy steed,
And rein his proud head to the saddle-bow;
If thou wilt deign this favour, for thy meed
A thousand honey secrets shalt thou know:

Here come and sit, where never serpent hisses,
And being set, I'll smother thee with kisses;

'And yet not cloy thy lips with loathed satiety,
But rather famish them amid their plenty,
Making them red and pale with fresh variety,
Ten kisses short as one, one long as twenty:
A summer's day will seem an hour but short,
Being wasted in such time-beguiling sport.'
With this she seizeth on his sweating palm,
The precedent of pith and livelihood,
And trembling in her passion, calls it balm,
Earth's sovereign salve to do a goddess good:
Being so enraged, desire doth lend her force
Courageously to pluck him from his horse.

Over one arm the lusty courser's rein,
Under her other was the tender boy,

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Your honour's in all duty,

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.

Who blush'd and pouted in a dull disdain,
With leaden appetite, unapt to toy;

She red and hot as coals of glowing fire,
He red for shame, but frosty in desire.
The studded bridle on a ragged bough
Nimbly she fastens :-O, how quick is love!—
The steed is stalled up, and even now
To tie the rider she begins to prove:
Backward she push'd him, as she would be
thrust,

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And govern'd him in strength, though not in lust.

So soon was she along as he was down,
Each leaning on their elbows and their hips:
Now doth she stroke his cheek, now doth he frown,
And 'gins to chide, but soon she stops his lips;
And kissing speaks, with lustful language
broken,

'If thou wilt chide, thy lips shall never open.'

He burns with bashful shame; she with her tears
Doth quench the maiden burning of his cheeks;
Then with her windy sighs and golden hairs 51
To fan and blow them dry again she seeks:

He saith she is immodest, blames her 'miss;
What follows more she murders with a kiss.

Even as an empty eagle, sharp by fast,
Tires with her beak on feathers, flesh and bone,
Shaking her wings, devouring all in haste,
Till either gorge be stuff'd or prey be gone;

Even so she kissed his brow, his cheek, his chin,
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Forced to content, but never to obey,
Panting he lies and breatheth in her face;

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