Boult. Come, mistress; come your ways with

me.

Mar. Whither wilt thou have me? Boult. To take from you the jewel you hold so dear

Mar. Prithee, tell me one thing first. Boult. Come now, your one thing. Mar. Whatcanst thou wish thine enemy to be? Boult. Why, I could wish him to be my master, or rather, my mistress. 171 Mar. Neither of these are so bad as thou art, Since they do better thee in their command. Thou hold'st a place, for which the pained'st fiend Of hell would not in reputation change: Thou art the damned doorkeeper to every Coistrel that comes inquiring for his Tib; To the choleric fisting of every rogue Thy ear is liable; thy food is such As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs. 180 Boult. What would you have me do? 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 anything but this thou doest. Empty Old receptacles, or common shores, of filth; Serve by indenture to the common hangman: Any of these ways are yet better than this; For what thou professest, a baboon, could he speak,

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Would own a name too dear. O, that the gods
Would safely deliver me from this place!
Here, here's gold for thee.

If that thy master would gain 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.

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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 acquainted 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.

ACT V.

Enter GoWER.

[Exeunt.

Gow. Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and chances

Into 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 10
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 arrived
Here where his daughter dwells; and on this coast
Suppose him now at anchor. The city strived
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 fervor hies.
In your supposing once more put your sight
Of heavy Pericles; think this his bark:
Where what is done in action, more, if might,
Shall be discover'd; please you, sit and hark.

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[Exit.

SCENE I. On board Pericles' ship, off Mitylene. 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 HELI

CANUS.

Tyr. Sail. To the Sailor of Mitylene]
Where is Lord Helicanus? he can resolve
O, here he is.
[you.

Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene,
And in it is Lysimachus the governor,
Whe craves to come aboard. What is your will?
Hel. That he have his. Call up some gentle-

men.

Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls.

Enter two or three Gentlemen.

First Gent. Doth your lordship call? Hel. Gentlemen, there's some of worth would come aboard;

I pray ye, greet them fairly.

ΤΟ

The Gentlemen and the two Sailors de scend and go on board the barge.

Enter, from thence, LYSIMACHUS and Lords, with the 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 outlive the age I am,
And die as I would do.
Lys.
You wish me well.
Being on shore, honoring of Neptune's triumphs,
Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us,

I made to it, to know of whence you are.
Hel. First, what is your place?

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Lys. I am the governor of this place you lie before.

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.

[ture?

Lys. Upon what ground is his distempera Hel. 'Twould be too tedious to repeat, But the main grief springs from the loss Of a beloved daughter and a wife.

But bootless is your sight: he will not speak To any.

Lys. Yet let me obtain my wish.

Hel. Behold him. [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, royal sir!

Hel. It is in vain; he will not speak to you. First Lord. Sir,

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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 chosen attractions, would allure,
And make a battery through his deafen'd parts,
Which now are midway stopp'd:
She is all happy as the fairest of all,
And with her fellow maids, is now upon
The leafy shelter that abuts against
The island's side.

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[Whispers a Lord, who goes off in the barge of Lysimachus. Hel. Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing we'll omit

That bears recovery's name. But, since kindness

your

We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you
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 gods
For every graff would send a caterpillar,
And so afflict our province. Yet once more
Let me entreat to know at large the cause
Of your king's sorrow.

Hel.

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Sit, sir, I will recount it to you; But, see, I am prevented.

Re-enter, from the barge, Lord, with MARINA, and a young Lady. O, here is

Lys.

The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one! Is't not a goodly presence?

Hel.

She's a gallant lady.

Lys. She's such a one, that, were I well assured

Came of a gentle kind and noble stock,

I'ld wish no better choice, and think me rarely wed.

Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty 70
Expect even here, where is a kingly patient:
If that thy prosperous and 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

That none but I and my companion maid
Be suffer'd to come near him.
Lys
Come, let us leave her:
And the gods make her prosperous!
[Marina sings.

Lys. Mark'd he your music?

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No, nor look'd on us.

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 gazed on like a comet: she speaks,
My lord, that, may be, hath endured a grief
Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd.
Though wayward fortune did malign my state, go
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. [Aside] I will desist:
But there is something glows upon my cheek,
And whispers in mine ear 'Go not till he speak.'
Per. My fortunes-parentage-good parent-
age-

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

Some such thing

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? 140 How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind virgin,

Recount, I do beseech thee: come, sit by me.
Mar. My name is Marina.
Per.
O, I am mock'd,
And thou by some incensed god sent hither
To make the world to 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

O, stop there a little!

[Aside] This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep

Did mock sad fools withal: this cannot be: My daughter's buried. Well: where were you bred?

I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story, And never interrupt you.

Mar. You scorn: 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: 170 How came you in these parts? where were you bred?

Mar. The king my father did in Tarsus leave

You think me an impostor: no, good faith; I am the daughter to King Pericles,

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If good King Pericles be.

Per. Ho, Helicanus !

Hel. Calls my lord?

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,
Though doubts did ever sleep.

Mar.

What is your title?

First, sir, I pray,

Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now My drown'd queen's name, as in the rest you said

Thou hast been godlike perfect,

The heir of kingdoms and another like To Pericles thy father.

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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: She is not dead at Tarsus, 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?

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Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mitylene, Who, hearing of your melancholy state, Did come to see you. I embrace you. Give me my robes. I am wild in my beholding.

Per.

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

music?

Hei. My lord, I hear none. Per. None!

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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.
My lord, I hear. [Music.

Per. Most heavenly music!

It nips me unto listening, and thick slumber Hangs upon mine eyes, let me rest.

[Sleeps.

Lys. A pillow for his head: So, leave him all. Well, my companion friends, If this but answer to my just belief, I'll well remember you.

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DIANA appears to PERICLES 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.
Or perform my bidding, or thou livest in woe;
Do it, and happy; by my silver bow!
Awake, and tell thy dream. Disappears. 250
P. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine,
I will obey thee. Helicanus!

Re-enter HELICANUS, LYSIMACHUS, and
MARINA.

SCENE III. The Temple of Diana at EpheSHS; 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 Laay.

Per. Hail, Dian! to perform thy just command,

I here confess myself the king of Tyre;
Who, frighted from my country, did wed
At Pentapolis the fair Thaisa.

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 Tarsus
Was nursed with Cleon; who at fourteen years
He sought to murder: but her better stars
Brought her to Mitylene; 'gainst whose shore ro
Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us,
Where, by her own most clear remembrance,she
Made known herself my daughter.

Thai.

Voice and favor!

From first to last resolve you. Per.

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Reverend sir,
The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god than you. Will you deliver
How this dead queen re-lives?
Cer.
I will, my lord.
Beseech you, first go with me to my house,
Where shall be shown you all was found with
her;

How she came placed here in the temple;
No needful thing omitted.

Per. Pure Dian, bless thee for thy vision! I
Will offer night-oblations to thee. Thaisa, 70
This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter,
Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now,
This ornament

Gow. In Antiochus and his daughter you have heard

Of monstrous lust the due and just reward:
In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen,
Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen,
Virtue preserved from fell destruction's blast,
Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy atlast:
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 honor'd

name

Of Pericles, to rage the city turn,

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That him and h's 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, 100 New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending. (Exit.