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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 coast
Suppose him now at anchor. The city striv'd
God Neptune's annual feast to keep; from whence
Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies,

His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense;
And to him in his barge with fervour hies.
In your supposing once more put your sight;
Of heavy Pericles think this the bark:
Where, what is done in action, more, if might,
Shall be discover'd; please you, sit, and hark.

[Exit.

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.

1 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

SCENE I-On board Pericles' ship, off Mity-The island's side.
Jene. A close pavilion on deck, with a curtain
before it; Pericles within it, reclined on a couch.
A barge lying beside the Tyrian vessel. Enter
two Sailors, one belonging to the Tyrian vessel,
the other to the barge; to them Helicanus.

Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus? He can
resolve you. [To the Sailor of Mitylene.

O, here he is.

Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene;
And in it is Lysimachus the governor,
Who craves to come aboard. What is your will?
Hel. That he have his. Call up some gentlemen.
Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls.
Enter two Gentlemen.

1 Gent. Doth your lordship call?
Hel. Gentlemen,

There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray you,

To greet them fairly.

[The Gentlemen and the two Sailors descend,
and go on board the barge.

[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 bear's recovery's name. But, since your kind

ness

We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you fur-
ther,
That for our gold we may provision have,
Wherein we are not destitute for want,
But weary for the staleness.

O, sir, a courtesy,

Lys.
For every graff would send a caterpillar,
Which if we should deny, the most just God
And so inflict our province.-Yet once more
Let me entreat to know at large the cause
Of your king's sorrow.

Hel.
Sit, sir, I will recount it ;-
But see, I am prevented.

Enter, from the barge, Lord, Marina, and a young
Lady.

Lys.

O, here is The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one! Enter, from thence, Lysimachus and Lords; the Is't not a goodly presence?

Tyrian Gentlemen, and the two Sailors.

Tyr. Sail. Sir,

This is the man that can, in aught you would,
Resolve you.

Lys. Hail, reverend sir! The gods preserve you!
Hel. And you, sir, to out-live the age I am,
And die as I would do.

You wish me well.

Lys.
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?

Hel.
A gallant lady.
Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd she came
Of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish
No better choice, and think me rarely wed.
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

Lys. I am governor of this place you lie before. Be suffer'd to come near him.
Hel. Sir,

Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;

A man, who for this three months hath not spoken
To any one, nor taken sustenance,

But to prorogue' his grief.

Lys. Upon what ground is his distemperature?
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.

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Mar.

I am a maid,

My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes,

But have been gaz'd on, comet-like: she speaks,

You may, indeed, sir, My lord, that, may be, hath endur'd a grief

But bootless is your sight; he will not speak

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I do think so.
I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me.-
You are like something that-What country woman?
Here of these shores ?

Mar.

No, nor of any shores:
Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am
No other than I appear.

Per. I am great with wo, and shall deliver weep-
ing.

My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one
My daughter might have been: my queen's square
brows;

Her stature to an inch; as wand-like straight;
As silver-voic'd; her eyes as jewel-like,
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 deck
You may discern the place.
Per.
Where were you bred?
And how achiev'd you these endowments, which
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

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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
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 smiling
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.

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How! a king's daughter?

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 ?2-Well; speak on. Where were you

born?

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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,

You think me an impostor; no, good faith;
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 sweetress. O, come hither,
Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget:
Thou that wast born at sea, buried at Tharsus,
And found at sea again! O Helicanus,
Down on thy knees, thank the holy gods, as loud
As thunder threatens us. This is Marina.-
What was thy mother's name? tell me but that,
Patience, good sir, For truth can never be confirm'd enough,

O, I am mock'd,
And thou by some incensed god sent hither
To make the world laugh at me.
Mar.

(1) Possess.

(2) i. e. No puppet dress'd up to deceive me.

Though doubts did ever sleep Mar.

What is your title?

First, sir, I pray,

|Turn our blown sails; eftsoons I'll tell thee why.[To Helicanus. Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore, And give you gold for such provision

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 knowledge,
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.

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Per. Most heavenly music :

Music? my lord, I hear

[He sleeps.

It nips me unto list'ning, and thick slumber
Hangs on mine eye-lids; let me rest.
Lys. A pillow for his head;

[The curtain before the pavilion of Pericles
is closed.

So leave him all.-Well, my companion-friends,
If this but answer to my just belief,
I'll well remember you.

[Exeunt Lysimachus, Helicanus, Marina,
and attendant Lady.

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.

There, when my maiden priests are met together, Before the people all,

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.T
Perform my bidding, or thou liv'st in wo:
Do't, and be happy, by my silver bow.
Awake, and tell thy dream.

[Diana disappears. Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine,2 I will obey thee!-Helicanus!

Enter Lysimachus, Helicanus, and Marina. 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 ininstrelsy, and pretty din,
The regent made in Mitylin,

To greet the king. So he was thriv'd,
That he is promis'd to be wiv'd
To fair Marina; but in no wise,
Till he had 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.-The temple of Diana at Ephesus:
Thaisa standing near the altar, as high priest-
ess; a number of virgins on each side; Ceri-
mon and other inhabitants of Ephesus attending.
Enter Pericles, with his train; Lysimachus,
Helicanus, Marina, and a lady.

[Exit.

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I threw her o'erboard with these very arms.
Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant vou.

Per.
'Tis most certain.
Cer. Look to the lady ;-0, she's but o'erjoy'd.
Early, one blust'ring morn, this lady was

(5) i. e. Pericles.

(6) Confound here signifies to consume. (7) i. e. Her white robe of innocence.

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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,
But curb it, spite of seeing. O, 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.

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I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer
My night oblations to thee. Thaisa,
This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter,
Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now,
This ornament2 that makes me look so dismal,
Will I, my lov'd Marina, clip to form;
And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd,
To grace thy marriage day, I'll beautify.

Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit,
Sir, that my father's dead.

Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there,

my queen,

We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves
Will in that kingdom spend our following days;
Our son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign.
Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay.

To hear the rest untold.-Sir, lead the way. [Exe.
Enter Gower.

Gow. In Antioch,' and his daughter, you have Per. This, this: no more, you gods! your pre-of monstrous lust the due and just reward : heard

sent kindness

Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well, In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen
That on the touching of her lips I may
Melt, and no more be seen. O come, be buried

A second time within these arms.
Mar.

My heart

Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.

[Kneels to Thaisa. Per. Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh, Thaisa;

Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina,
For she was yielded there.
Thai.
Bless'd and mine own!
Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!
Thai.
I know you not.
Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly
from Tyre,

I left behind an ancient substitute.

Can you remember what I call'd the man?

I have nam'd him oft.

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(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,
The worth that learned charity aye wears.
For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame
Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd name
Of Pericles, to rage the city turn;
That him and his they in his palace burn.
The gods for murder seemed so content
To punish them; although not done, but meant.
So on your patience evermore attending,
New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending.
[Exit Gower.

That this tragedy has some merit, it were rain to deny; but that it is the entire composition of Shakspeare, is more than can be hastily granted. I shall not venture, with Dr. Farmer, to determine that the hand of our great poet is only visible in the last act, for I think it appears in several passages dispersed over each of these divisions. I find it difficult, however, to persuade myself that he was the original fabricator of the plot, or the author of every dialogue, chorus, &c.

STEEVENS.

The story is of great antiquity; and is related by various ancient authors in Latin, French, and English.

I will, my lord.

(2) i. e. His beard.

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I THOUGHT, the king had more affected the duke of Albany, than Cornwall.

Enter Lear, Cornwall, Albany, Goneril, Regan,
Cordelia, and Attendants.

Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgundy,
Gloster.

Glo. I shall, my liege. [Exe. Glo. and Edm.
Lear. Mean-time we shall express our darker

purpose.

Give me the map there.-Know, that we have divided,

Glo. It did always seem so to us: but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which In three, our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intents of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so To shake all cares and business from our age; weigh'd, that curiosity' in neither can make choice Conferring them on younger strengths, while we of either's moiety." Unburden'd crawl toward death.-Our son of Cornwall,

Kent. Is not this your son, my lord?

Glo. His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge: I have soften blushed 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?

And you, our no less loving son of Albany,
We have this hour a constant will to publish
Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife
May be prevented now. The princes, France and
Burgundy,

Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love,
Long in our court have made their amorous so-
journ,

Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue And here are to be answer'd.-Tell me, my daughof it being so proper.3 ters,

Glo. But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some (Since now we will divest us, both of rule, year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my ac- Interest of territory, cares of state,) count: though this knave came somewhat saucily Which of you, shall we say, doth love us most? into the world before he was sent for, yet was his That we our largest bounty may extend mother fair; there was good sport at his making, Where merit doth most challenge it.-Goneril, and the whoreson must be acknowledged.-Do you Our eldest-born, speak first. know this noble gentleman, Edmund? Edm. No, my lord.

Gon.

Sir, I

Do love you more than words can wield the matter,

Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty; as my honourable friend.

Edm. My services to your lordship.

Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare;
No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honour :

Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you As much as child e'er lov'd, or father found. better.

Edm. Sir, I shall study deserving. Glo. He hath been out nine years, and away he shall again :-The king is coming. [ Trumpets sound roithin.

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A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable;
Beyond all manner of so much I love you.

Cor. What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be si-
lent.
[aside.
Lear. Of all these bounds, even from this line
to this,

(4) More secret. (5) Determined resolution. S M

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