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But weary for the staleness.
O, sir, a courtesy,
Sit, sir, I will recount it ;
Enter, from the barge, Lord, Marina, and a young
O, here is
The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one!
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
Can draw him but to answer thee in aught,
Sir, I will use My utmost skill in his recovery, Provided none but I and my companion Be suffer'd to come near him.
Come, let us leave her,
And the gods make her prosperous!
Mark'd he your musick?
Mar. No, nor look'd on us.
Mar. Hail, sir! my lord, lend ear:--
See, she will speak to him.
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 aukward casualties Bound me in servitude.—I will desist; But there is something glows upon my cheek, And whispers 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 parentage,
You would not do me violence.
Here of these shores?
I do think so.
I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me.—
No, nor of any shores:
Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am
No other than I appear.
Per. I am great with woe, and shall deliver weeping.
My dearest wife was like this maid, and such
My daughter might have been: my queen's square
Her stature to an inch; as wand-like straight;
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 live?
Mar. Where I am but a stranger: from the deck You may discern the place.
Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look'st
And make my senses credit thy relation,
(Which was when I perceiv'd thee,) that thou
From good descending?
So indeed I did.
Per. Report thy parentage. I think thou saidst Thou hadst been toss'd from wrong to injury, And that thou thought'st thy griefs might equal mine,
If both were open'd.
Some such thing indeed
Tell thy story;
Have suffer'd like a girl: yet thou dost look
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.
Patience, good sir,
Or here I'll cease.
Nay, I'll be patient;
Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me,
The name Marina,
Was given me by one that had some power;
My father, and a king.
And call'd Marina?
And wherefore call'd Marina?
How! a king's daughter?
You said you would believe me;
For I was born at sea.
At sea? thy mother?
Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king;
O, stop there a little! 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
I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story,
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