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You shall prevail,
Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems
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,
The regent made in Mitylin,
To greet the king. So he has thriv'd,
i. e. Pericles.
+ Confound here signifies to consume.
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, Mariua, and a Lady.
Per. Hail Dian; to perform thy just command,
At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth
Voice and favour!
Thai. You are you are-O royal Pericles! [She faints. Per. What means the woman? she dies! help, gentlemeu!
Cer. Noble sir,
If you have told Diana's altar true,
This is your wife.
Reverend appearer, no;
I threw her o'erboard with these very arms.
'Tis most certain.
Cer. Look to the lady;-O, she's but o'erjoy'd.
i. e. Her white robe of innocence.
Early, one blust'ring morn, this lady was
Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and
Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and plac'd
Here in Diana's temple.
May we see them?
Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my
Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is
Thai. O, let me look!
If he be none of mine, my sanctity
Will to my sense* bend no licentious ear,
The voice of dead Thaisa!
Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead,
Per. Immortal Dian!
Now I know you better.
When we with tears parted Pentapolis,
[Shows a ring.
Per. This, this: no more, you gods! your present
Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well,
Melt, and no more be seen. O conie, be buried
Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.
Per. Look, who kneels here!
[Kneels to Thaisa.
Flesh of thy flesh,
Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina,
For she was yielded there.
Bless'd and mine own!
Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!
I know you not.
Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly from
I left behind an ancient substitute.
Can you remember what I call'd the man?
I have nam'd him oft.
'Twas Helicanus then.
Per. Still confirmation:
Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is he.
Now do I long to hear how you were found;
Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man
Through whom the gods have shown their power;
From first to last resolve you.
The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god than you. Will you deliver
I will, my lord.
Beseech you, first go with me to my house,
Where shall be shown you all was found with her;
I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer
This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter,
This ornament* that makes me look so dismal,
Will I, my lov'd Marina, clip to form ;
And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd,
Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, Sir, that my father's dead.
i. c. His beard.
Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, my
We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves
Will in that kingdom spend our following days;
Gow. In Antioch*, and his daughter, you have heard
Of monstrous lust the due and just reward:
A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty:
That him and his they in his palace burn.
The gods for murder seemed so content
To punish them; although not done, but meant.
New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending.
i, c. The king of Antioch.