Nor never did my actions yet commence
A deed might gain her love, or your displeasure.
Sim. Traitor, thou liest."

Sim. Ay, traitor, Sir.

Per. Even in his throat, (unless it be the King,) That calls me traitor, I return the lie.

Sim. Now, by the gods, I do applaud his courage.

[Aside. Per. My actions are as noble as my thoughts, That never relish'd of a base descent. I came unto your court, for honour's cause, And not to be a rebel to her state;

And he that otherwise accounts of me,

This sword shall prove, he's honour's enemy,
Sim. No! ---

Here comes my daughter, she can witness it.

Enter THAISA."

Per. Then, as you are as virtuous as fair, Resolve your angry father, if my tongue Did e'er solicit, or my hand subscribe To any syllable that made love to you? Thai. Why, Sir, say if you had, Who takes offence at that would make me glad? Sim. Yea, Mistress, are you so peremptory? I am glad of it with all my heart. [Aside.] I'll

I'll bring you in subjection.

tame you;

Will you, not having my consent, bestow
Your love and your affections on a stranger?
(Who, for ought I know to the contrary,
Or think, may be as great in blood as 1.). [Aside.
Hear, therefore Mistress frame your will to

mine,

-

And you, Sir, hear you. — Either be rul'd by me,
Or I will make you
man and wife.
Nay, come; your hands and lips must seal it too.
And being join'd, I'll thus your hopes destroy;
And for a further grief, God give you joy!
What, are you both pleas'd?

Thai. Yes, if you love me, Sir.

Per. Even as my life, my blood that fosters it. Sim. What, are you both agreed?

Both. Yes, 'please your Majesty.

Sim. It pleaseth me so well, I'll see you wed; Then, with what haste you can, get you to bed.

[Exeunt.

ACT III.

Enter GoWER.

Gow. Now sleep yslaked hath the rout;
No din but snores, the house about,
Made louder by the o'er-fed breast
Of this most pompous marriage feast.
The cat, with eyne of burning coal,
Now couches 'fore the mouse's hole;
And crickets sing at th' oven's mouth,
As the blither for their drouth.
Hymen hath brought the bride to bed,
Where, by the loss of maidenhead,

A babe is moulded:

Be attent,

And time that is so briefly spent,

With your fine fancies quaintly eche;*** What's dumb in show, I'll plain with speech.

stub Dumb show. *******

Enter PERICLES and SIMONIDES at one door, with Attendants; a Messenger meets them, kneels, and gives PERICLES a letter. PERICLES Shows it to SIMONIDES; the Lords kneel to the former. Then center THAISA with child, and LyCHORIDA, SIMONIDES Shows his daughter the letter; she rejoices: she and PERICLES take leave of her father, and depart. Then SIMONIDES, &c. retire.

Gow. By many a dearn and painful perch,
Of Pericles the careful search

By the four opposing coignes,
Which the world together joins,
Is made, with all due diligence,
That horse, and sail, and high expence,
Can stead the quest. At last from Tyre
(Fame answering the most strong inquire,)
To the court of King Simonides
Are letters bronght; the tenour these:
Antiochus and his daughter's dead;
The men of Tyrus, on the head
Of Helicanus would set on

The
The n

of Tyre, but he will none: mutiny there he hastes t'appease; to them, if King Pericles

29come not, in twice six moons, He obedient to their doom,

home,

Will take the crown. The sum of this,
Brought to Pentapolis,

Y-ravished the regions round,

And every one
ery one with claps 'gan sound,

Our heir apparent is a King:

Who dream'd, who thought of such a thing?
Brief, he must hence depart to Tyre:

His Queen with child, makes her desire (Which who shall cross?) along to go; (Omit we all their dole and woe:)otard mea Lychorida, her nurse, she takes,

And so to sea. Their vesseli shakes song han
On Neptune's billow; half the flood
Hath their keel cut but fortune's mood
Varies again: the grizzled north 2
Disgorges such a tempest forth, dz
That, as a duck for life that dives,
So up and down the poor ship drives.
The lady shrieks, and, well-a-near!
Doth fall in travail with her fear:
And what ensues in this fell storm,
Shall, for itself, itself perform.
I nill relate;. action may
Conveniently the rest convey:
Which might not what by me is told.
In your imagination hold

This stage, the ship, upon whose deck
The sea-lost Prince appears to speak,

SCENE I.

Enter PERICLES, on a ship at sea.

[Exit.

Per. Thou God of this great vast, rebuke these

surges,

Which wash both heaven and hell; and thou, that

hast

Upon the winds command, bind them in brass, Having call'd them from the deep! O still thy deaf ning,

Thy dreadful thunders; gently quench thy nimble, Thy sulphurons ashes! Ohow, Lychorida,

How does my Queen ?

Wilt thou spit all thyself?

Lucina, O

Is as a whisper in the ears of death,

Unheard.

Lychorida!

Divinest patroness, and midwife, gentle
To those that cry by night, convey thy deity
Aboard our dancing boat; make swift the pangs
Of my Queen's' travails! Now, Lychorida

པས །

Enter LYCHORIDA, with an infant.

Lyc. Here is a thing

Too young for such a place, who if it had
Conceit, would die as I am like to do.

Take in your arms this piece of your dead Queen.
Per. How! how, Lychorida!

Lyc. Patience, good Sir; do not assist the storm. Here's all that is left living of your Queen, A little daughter; for the sake of it,

Be manly, and take comfort.

Per. O you gods!

Why do you make us love your goodly gifts, And snatch them straight away? We, here below, Recall not what we give, and therein may

Vie honour with yourselves.

Lyc. Patience, good Sir,

Even for this charge.

Per. Now, mild may be thy life!

For a more blust'rous birth had never babe:

Quiet and gentle thy conditions!

For thou'rt the rudeliest welcom'd to this world, That e'er was Prince's child. Happy what follows! Thou hast as chiding a nativity,

As fire, air, water, earth, and heaven can make, To herald thee from the womb: even at the first,