a number of Virgins on each side: CERIMON and other Inhabitants of Ephesus attending. Enter PERICLES, with his Train; LYSIMACHUS, HELI- Per. Hail Dian! to perform thy just command, At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth Thai. Voice and favour! You are, you are-O royal Pericles!- [She faints. Per. What means the woman? she dies: help, gentlemen! Cer. Noble sir, Cer. Look to the lady.-O! she's but o'erjoy'd. Early in blust'ring morn this lady was Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, From first to last resolve you. Reverend sir, Cer. 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; Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and plac'd her And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd, 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 recover'd. Thai. O let me look. If he be none of mine, my sanctity Will to my sense bend no licentious ear, Are you not Pericles? Like him you speak, Like him you are. Did you not name a tempest, Per. The voice of dead Thaisa! Now I know you better.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 Makes my past miseries sports: you shall do well, Melt, and no more be seen. O! come, be buried Mar. My heart Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom. [Kneels to THAISA. Per. Look, who kneels here. Flesh of thy flesh, Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina, To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify. Per. Heavens, make a star of him! Yet there, my Gow. In Antiochus, and his daughter, you have beard Of monstrous lust the due and just reward : A figure of truth, of faith, and loyalty: That him and his they in his palace burn. To punish them, although not done, but meant. New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending. THE END. GILBERT AND RIVINGTON, FRINTERS, ST. JOHN'S SQUARE, LONDON. |