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And cas'd as richly in pace another Juno; Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them hungry,
The more she gives them speech.-Where do you live?
Mar. Where I am but a stranger: from the You may discern the place.
Per. Where were you bred? And how achiev'd you these endowments, You make more rich to owe?* [which Mar. Should I tell my history, [ing. "Twould seem like lies disdain'd in the reportPer. Pr'ythee speak; [look'st Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou Modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace For the crown'd truth to dwell in: I'll believe thee,
And make my senses credit thy relation, To points that seem impossible; for thou look'st Like one I lov'd indeed. What were thy friends? Didst thou not say, when I did push thee back, (Which was when I perceiv'd thee,) that thou cam'st
From good descending?
Mar. So indeed I did.
Per. Report thy parentage. I think thou said'st
Thou hadst been toss'd from wrong to injury, And that thou thought'st thy griefs might equal If both were open'd.
Mar. Some such thing indeed
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
Extremity out of act. What were thy friends? How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind virgin?
Recount, I do beseech thee; come, sit by me.
And thou by some incensed god sent hither
Mar. Patience, good Sir,
Or here I'll cease.
Per. Nay, I'll be patient;
Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me, To call thyself Marina.
Mar. The name, Marina,
Was given me by one that had some power; My father, and a king.
Per. How! a king's daughter?
And call'd Marina?
Mar. You said you would believe me; But, not to be a troubler of your peace, I will end here.
Per. But are you flesh and blood?
Have you a working pulse? and are no fairy? No motion ?t-Well; speak on.
And wherefore call'd Marina ? Mar. Call'd Marina,
For I was born at sea.
Per. At sea? thy mother?
Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king; Who died the very minute I was born, As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft Deliver'd weeping.
Per. O, stop there a little!
This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep
+ I. e. No puppet dressed up to deceive me.
My daughter's buried. [Aside.] Well:-where were you bred?
I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story, And never interrupt you.
Mar. You'll scarce believe me: 'twere be I did give o'er.
Per. I will believe you by the syllable Of what you shall deliver. Yet, give me leave:How came you in these parts? Where were you bred ?
Mar. The king, my father, did in Tharsus leave me ;
Till cruel Cleon, with his wicked wife,
You think me an impostor; no, good faith;
Per. Ho, Helicanus!
Hel. Calls my gracious lord?
Per. Thou art å grave and noble counsellor, Most wise in general: Tell me, if thou canst, What this maid is, or what is like to be, That thus hath made me weep?
Hel. I know not; but
Here is the regent, Sir, of Mitylene,
Lys. She would never tell
Her parentage, being demanded that,
Per. O Helicanus, strike me, honour'd Sir;
Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget;
As thunder threatens us: This is Marina.What was thy mother's name? Tell me but that,
For truth can never be confirm'd enough,
Mar. First, Sir, I pray,
What is your title?
Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now (As in the rest thou hast been godlike perfect) My drown'd queen's name, thou art the heir of kingdoms,
And another life to Pericles thy father.
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, (Not dead at Tharsus, as she should have been, By savage Cleon,) she shall tell thee all; When thou shalt kneel and justify in knowShe is thy very princess.-Who is this? [ledge, who, hearing of your melancholy state, Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mitylene,
Did come to see you.
Per. I embrace you, Sir.
Give me my robes; I am wild in my beholding. heavens bless my girl! But hark, what Tell Helicanus, my Marina, tell him [music? 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.
The music of the spheres: list, my Marina. Lys. It is not good to cross him; give him way.
Per. Rarest sounds!
Do ye not hear?
Lys. Music My lord, I hear
Per. Most heavenly music:
It nips me unto list'ning, and thick slumber Hangs on mine eye-lids; let me rest. [He sleeps. Lys. A pillow for his head;
[The Curtain before the Pavilion of
So leave him all.-Well, my companion-friends,
[Exeunt LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS,
SCENE II-The same.-PERICLES on the Deck asleep; DIANA appearing to him as in a vision. Dia. My temple stands in Ephesus; hie thee thither,
And do upon mine altar sacrifice. [gether, There, when my maiden priests are met toBefore the people all,
Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife:
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 comI here confess myself the king of Tyre; mand, Who, frighted from my country, did wed At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth The fair Thaisa, at Pentapolis. A maid-child call'd Marina; who, O goddess, Wears yet thy silver livery. She at Tharsus Was nurs'd with Cleon; whom at fourteen
He sought to murder: but her better stars Brought her to Mitylene; against whose shore Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard
To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's, call, Where, by' her own most clear remembrance,
[DIANA disappears. Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine,t I will obey thee!-Helicanus!
Enter LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS, and MARINA. Hel. Sir.
Per. My purpose was for Tharsus, there to The inhospitable Cleon; but I am For other service first: toward Ephesus [strike Turn our blown‡ sails; eftsoons I'll tell thee why.Shall we refresh us, Sir, upon your shore, [To HELICANUS. And give you gold for such provision
As our intents will need?
Made known herself my daughter.
You are you are-O royal Pericles!
Per. What means the woman? she dies! help, gentlemen!
Cer. Noble Sir,
If you have told Diana's altar true,
Per. Reverend appearer, no;
I threw her o'erboard with these very arms.
Cer. Look to the lady ;-O, she's but o'erjoy'd.
Early, one blust'ring morn, this lady was Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and
Lys. With all my heart, Sir; and when you Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and
I have another suit.
Per. You shall prevail,"
Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems
You have been noble towards her.
Lys. Sir, lend your arm.
Per. Come, my Marina.
This, as my last boon, give me,
(For such kindness must relieve me,)
What pageantry, what feats, what shows,
To greet the king. So he has thriv'd,
As Dian bade: whereto being bound,
Repeat a lively narrative of your adventures. 1. e. Regent of the silver moon. + Swollen. Soon. II. e. Pericles. Confound here signifies to consume.
Here in Diana's temple.
Per. May we see them?
Cer. Great Sir, they shall be brought you to
Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is
Thai. O, let me look!
If he be none of mine, my sanctity
Per. The voice of dead Thaisa!
Per. Immortal Dian!
Thai. Now I know you better.-
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 sport: You shall do [well, That on the touching of her lips I may
I. e. Her white robe of innocence.
+ Sensual passion.
Melt, and no more be seen. O come, be buried | Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now, A second time within these arms.
Mar. My heart
Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom,
Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina,
Thai. Bless'd and mine own!
Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!
Thai. I know you not.
This ornament* that makes me look so dismal,
Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good
Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there,
We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves
Per. You have heard me say, when I did Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay,
fly from Tyre,
I left behind an ancient substitute
Can you remember what I call'd the man?
I have nam'd him oft.
Thai. "Twas Helicanus then.
Per. Still confirmation:
Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is he.
How possibly preserv'd; and whom to thank,
Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man
power; that can
From first to last resolve you.
The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god than you. Will you deliver
Cer. I will, my lord.
Beseech you, first go with me to my house,
How she came placed here within the temple;
Per. Pure Diana!
I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer
To hear the rest untold.-Sir, lead the way.
Gow. In Antioch,t and his daughter, you
Of monstrous lust the due and just reward:
Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last.
Enter KENT, GLOSTER, and EDMUND. Kent. I thought, the king had more affected the duke of Albany, than Cornwall.
Glo. It did always seem so to us: but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so weigh'd, that curiosity in neither can make choice of either's moiety.
Kent. Is not this your son, my lord?
Glo. His breeding, Sir, hath been at my charge: I have so often blush'd to acknowledge him, that now I am brazed to it.
Kent. I cannot conceive you.
Glo. Sir, this young fellow's mother could: whereupon she grew round-wombed; and had, indeed, Sir, a son for her cradle, ere she had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a fault? Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so proper.
Glo. But I have, Sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my account: though this knave came somewhat saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was his mother fair; there was good sport at his making, and the whoreson must be acknowledged. Do you know this noble gentleman, Edmund?
Edm. No, my lord.
Edm. Sir, I shall study deserving.
he shall again:-The king is coming.
[Trumpets sound within.
Enter LEAR, CORNWALL, ALBANY, GONERIL,
Glo. I shall, my liege.
[Exeunt GLOSTER and EDMUND. Lear. Meantime we shall express our darker purpose.
Give me the inap there.-Know, that we have
In three, our kingdom: and 'tis our fast in-
And you, our no less loving son of Albany,
May be prevented now. The princes, France
Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love,
And here are to be answer'd.-Tell me, my
Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him here- Which of you, shall we say, doth love us most?
after as my honourable friend.
Edm. My services to your lordship.
That we our largest bounty may extend
Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you Our eldest-born, speak first.
Most scrupulous nicety. + Part or division.
Gon. Sir, I
Do love you more than words can wield the
Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty;
As much as child e'er lov'd, or father found.
Beyond all manner of so much I love you. Cor. What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be silent. [Aside. Leur. Of all these bounds, even from this line to this,
With shadowy forests and with champains* rich'd,
With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads, We make thee lady: To thine and Albany's [daughter, Be this perpetual.-What says our second Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak. Reg. I am made of that self metal as my sister,
And prize me at her worth. In my true heart
Cor. Then poor Cordelia ! And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love's More richer than my tongue.
Lear. To thee, and thine, hereditary ever, Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom; No less in space, validity, and pleasure, Than that coufirm'd on Goneril.-Now, our joy, Although the last, not least; to whose young love
The vines of France, and milk of Burgundy, Strive to be interess'd: what can you say, to draw
A third more opulent than your sisters? Speak. Cor. Nothing, my lord.
Lear. Nothing can come of nothing: speak
Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty According to my bond; nor more, nor less. Lear. How, how, Cordelia? mend your speech a little,
Lest it may mar your fortunes.
Cor. Good my lord,
You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me: I
Half my love with him, half my care, and duty:
Lear. But goes this with thy heart?
Cor. Ay, good my lord.
Lear. So young, and so untender?
Cor. So young, my lord, and true.
Lear. Let it be so.-Thy truth then be thy
For, by the sacred radiance of the sun; The mysteries of Hecate, and the night; By all the operations of the orbs,
From whom we do exist, and cease to be; Here I disclaim all my paternal care,
Propinquity and property of blood,
Or he that makes his generation‡ messes
Come not between the dragon and his wrath:
Kent. Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
The region of my heart: be Kent unmannerly, When Lear is mad. What wouldst thou do, Think'st thou, that duty shall have dread to old man? [speak, When power to flattery bows? To plainness When majesty stoops to folly. Reverse thy honour's bound, [doom; And, in thy best consideration, check This hideous rashness: answer my life, my judgement,
Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least; Nor are those empty-hearted, whose low sound Reverbs no hollowness.
Lear. Kent, on thy life, no more.
Kent. My life I never held but as a pawn To wage against thine enemies; nor fear to lose it,
Thy safety being the motive.
Kent. See better, Lear; and let me still reThe true blank** of thine eye.
Lear. Now, by Apollo,
Kent. Now, by Apollo, king,
Thou swear'st thy gods in vain.
[Laying his Hand on his Swora.
Alb. Corn. Dear Sir, forbear.
Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow
* Kindred. +From this time.
↑ His children. Reverberates.