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Of hell would not in reputation change :
Thou'rt the damn'd door-keeper to every coystrel
That hither comes enquiring for his tib;
To the cholerick fisting of each rogue thy ear
Is liable; thy very food is such

As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs.

Boult. What would you have me? go to the wars, would you? where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough in the end to buy him a wooden one? Mar. Do any thing but this thou doest. Empty Old receptacles, common sewers, of filth; Serve by indenture to the common hangman; Any of these ways are better yet than this: For that which thou professest, a baboon, Could he but speak, would own a name too dear. 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 dance,

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 of?
Mar. Prove that I cannot, take me home again,
And prostitute me to the basest groom
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 açquainted with your purpose, and I doubt not but I shall find them tractable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what I can; come your ways. [Exeunt.

ACT V.

Enter GOWER.

Gow. Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and chances

Iato 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 neeld composes

Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or berry;

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
She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her place;
And to her father turn our thoughts again,
Where we left him, on the sea. We there him

lost;

Whence, driven before the winds, he is arriv'd Here where his daughter dwells; and on this

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Lys. Hail, reverend sir! The gods preserve you!

Hel. And you, sir, to outlive 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;

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A man, who for this three months hath not No better choice, and think me rarely wed.

To any one, nor taken sustenance,

spoken

But to prorogue his grief.

ture?

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. I 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 parts,
Which now are midway stopp'd:
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.

[He whispers one of the attendant Lords.Exit Lord in the barge of Lysimachus. 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 further,

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 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.

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

came

Of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish

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

As thy desires can wish.

Mar. Sir, I will use

My utmost skill in his recovery,

Provided none but I and my companion 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?

Mar. 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!

Mar. 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,
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.-I will desist;
But there is something glows upon my cheek,
And whispers in mine ear, Go not till he speak.
Aside.

Per. My fortunes-parentage-good parentage

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

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The more she gives them speech.-Where do you live?

Mar. Where I am but a stranger: from the deck

You may discern the place.

Per. Where were you bred?

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,

Per. O, stop there a little!

As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft

And how achiev'd you these endowments, which | Deliver'd weeping.

You make more rich to owe?

Mar. Should I tell my history,

'Twould seem like lies disdain'd in the reporting. Per. Pr'ythee speak;

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'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

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If both were open'd.

Mar. Some such thing indeed

This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep
Did mock sad fools withal: this cannot be.

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 best 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,
Did seek to murder me: and having woo'd
A villain to attempt it, who having drawn,
A crew of pirates came and rescued me;
Brought me to Mitylene. But now, good sir,

Whither will you have me? Why do you weep?

It may be,

I said, and said no more but what my thoughts You think me an impostor: no, good faith;

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 smi

ling

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. Mar. My name, sir, is Marina.

Per. O, I am mock'd,

And thou by some incensed god sent hither

To make the world laugh at me.

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;

I am the daughter to king Pericles,
If good king Pericles be.

Per. Ho, Helicanus!

Hel. Calls my gracious lord ?

Per. Thou art a 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,
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,

And drown me with their sweetness.-O, come

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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.

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.
Perform my bidding, or thou liv'st in woe:
Do't and be happy, by my silver bow.
Awake, and tell thy dream. [Diana disappears.
Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine,
I will obey thee!-Helicanus!

Mar. Is it no more to be your daughter, than Enter LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS, and MARINA.

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 know

ledge,

She is thy very princess. Who is this?
Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mitylene,
Who, hearing of your melancholy state,
Did come to see you.

Per. I embrace you, sir.

Give me my robes; I am wild in my beholding. 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 mu

sic?

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Hel. Sir.

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Gow. Now our sands are almost run;

More a little, and then done.
This, as my last boon, give me,
(For such kindness must relieve me,)
That you aptly will suppose
What pageantry, what feats, what shows,
What minstrelsy, and pretty din,
The regent made in Mitylin,
To greet the king. So he has thriv'd,
That he is promis'd to be wiv'd
To fair Marina; but in no wise,
Till he hath done his sacrifice,
As Dian bade: whereto being bound,
The interim, pray you, all confound.
In feather'd briefness sails are fill'd,
And wishes fall out as they're will'd.
At Ephesus, the temple see,
Our king, and all his company.
That he can hither come so soon,
Is by your fancy's thankful boon.

SCENE III.

[Erit.

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
The fair Thaisa, at Pentapolis.

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 Tharsus
Was nurs'd with Cleon; whom at fourteen years
He sought to murder: but her better stars

Brought her to Mitylene; against whose shore Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us, Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she Made known herself my daughter.

Thai. Voice and favour!

You are, you are-O, royal Pericles!

She faints.

Per. What means the woman? she dies! help, gentlemen!

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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.
Now do I long to hear how you were found;
How possibly preserv'd; and whom to thank,
Besides the gods, for this great miracle.

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?

Beseech you, first go with me to my house,

Cer. I will, my lord.

Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and

Where shall be shown you all was found with

her;

plac'd her

Here in Diana's temple.

Per. May we see them?

How she came placed here within the temple;
No needful thing omitted.
Per. Pure Diana!

Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer
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,
But curb it, spite of seeing.-0, my lord,
Are you not Pericles? Like him you speak,
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. 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 sport: You shall do well,

That on the touching of her lips I may

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Of monstrous lust the due and just reward:

Kneels to Thaisa.

Per. Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh, Thaisa

(Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen,)
Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast,
Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last.
In Helicanus may you well descry
A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty:
In reverend Cerimon there well appears,

Melt, and no more be seen. O come, be buried In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen
A second time within these arms.

Mar. My heart

Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.

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