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the Tomb of Marina; whereat Pericles makes La-
By wicked Dionyza.
[Reads the Inscription on Marina's Monument. The fairest, sweet'st, and best, lies here, Who wither'd in her spring of year.
She was of Tyrus, the king's daughter,
On whom foul death hath made this slaughter;
Thetis, being proud, swallow'd some part o'the earth:
So well as soft and tender flattery.
Let Pericles believe his daughter's dead,
By lady fortune; while our scenes display
1 Gent. Did you ever hear the like?
2 Gent. No, nor never shall do in such a place as this, she being once gone.
1 Gent. But to have divinity preached there! did you ever dream of such a thing!
Lys. What I cannot name but I shall offend. Mar. I cannot be offended with my trade. Please you to name it.
Lys. How long have you been of this profession?
Lys. Did you go to it so young? Were you a gamester at five, or at seven ?
Mar. Earlier too, sir, if now I be one.
Lys. Why, the house you dwell in, proclaims you to be a creature of sale.
Mar. Do you know this house to be a place of such
2 Gent. No, no. Come, I am for no more bawdy-resort, and will come into it? I hear say, you are of houses shall we go hear the vestals sing?
1 Gent. I'll do any thing now that is virtuous; but I am out of the road of rutting for ever. [Exeunt. SCENE VI. The same. A Room in the Brothel. Enter Pander, Bawd, and Boult. Pand. Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her, she had ne'er come here.
Bawd. Fie, fie upon her; she is able to freeze the god Priapus, and undo a whole generation. We must either get her ravished, or be rid of her. When she should do for clients her fitment, and do me the kindness of our profession, she has me her quirks, her reasons, her master-reasons, her prayers, her knees; that she would make a puritan of the devil, if he should cheapen a kiss of her.
Boult. Faith, I must ravish her, or she'll disfurnish us of all our cavaliers, and make all our swearers priests.
honourable parts, and are the governor of this place. Lys. Why, hath your principal made known unto you who I am?
Mar. Who is my principal?
Lys. Why, your herb-woman; she that sets seeds and roots of shame and iniquity. O, you have heard something of my power, and so stand aloof for more serious wooing. But I protest to thee, pretty one, my authority shall not see thee, or else look friendly upon thee. Come, bring me to some private place. Come, come.
Mar. If you were born to honour, show it now;
Lys. How's this? how's this?-Some more ;-be sage.
Mar. For me,
Hath plac'd me here within this loathsome sty, That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune Pand. Now, the pox upon her green-sickness for me! Where, since I came, diseases have been sold Bawd. 'Faith, there's no way to be rid on't, but Would set me free from this unhallow'd place, Dearer than physic,-O that the good gods by the way to the pox. Here comes the lord Lysi-Though they did change me to the meanest bird machus, disguised.
Boult. We should have both lord and lown, if the peevish baggage would but give way to customers.
Lys. How now? How a dozen of virginities? Bowd. Now, the gods to-bless your honour! Boult. I am glad to see your honour in good health. Lys. You may so; 'tis the better for you that your resorters stand upon sound legs. How now, wholesome iniquity? Have you that a man may deal withal, and defy the surgeon?
Bawd. We have here one, sir, if she wouldbut there never came her like in Mitylene. Lys. If she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou wouldst
Bawd. Your honour knows what 'tis to say, well enough.
Lys. Well; call forth, call forth.
Boult. For flesh and blood, sir, white and red, you shall see a rose: and she were a rose indeed, if she had but
Lys. What, pr'ythee?
Boult. O, sir, I can be modest.
Lys. That dignifies the renown of a bawd, no less than it gives a good report to a number to be chaste,
That flies i'the purer air.
I did not think
Mar. The gods preserve you!
A curse upon him, die he like a thief,
[As Lysimachus is putting up his Purse,
Boult. How's this? We must take another course with you. If your peevish chastity, which is not
worth a breakfast in the cheapest country under the cope, shall undo a whole household, let me be gelded like a spaniel. Come your ways.
Mar. Whither would you have me? Boult. I must have your maidenhead taken off, or the common hangman shall execute it. Come your way. We'll have no more gentlemen driven away. Come your ways, I say.
Bawd. How now! what's the matter?
Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry:
Boult. Worse and worse, mistress; she has here His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense; spoken holy words to the lord Lysimachus.
Bawd. O abominable!
Boult. She makes our profession as it were to stink afore the face of the gods.
Bawd. Marry, hang her up for ever! Boult. The nobleman would have dealt with her like a nobleman, and she sent him away as cold as a snowball; saying his prayers too.
Bawd. Boult, take her away; use her at thy pleasure crack the glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable.
Boult. An if she were a thornier piece of ground than she is, she shall be ploughed.
Mar. Hark, hark, you gods!
Bawd. She conjures away with her. Would she had never come within my doors! Marry hang you! She's born to undo us. Will you not go the way of women-kind? Marry come up, my dish of chastity with rosemary and bays!
Boult. Come, mistress; come your way with me.
Boult. To take from you the jewel you hold so dear.
Mar. What canst thou wish thine enemy to be? Boult. Why, I could wish him to be my master, or rather, my mistress.
Mar. Neither of these are yet so bad as thou art,
As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs.
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 any thing but this thou doest. Empty
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 cousent; 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. [Exeunt.
Gow. Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and chances
Deep clerks she dumbs; and with her neeld composes
And to him in his barge with fervour hies.
On board Pericles' Ship, off Mitylene. A close Pa-
Enter two Sailors, one belonging to the Tyrian Ves-
Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene.
1 Gent. Doth your lordship call?
There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray
[The Gentlemen and the two Sailors descend,
This is the man that can, in aught you would,
Lys. Hail, reverend sir! The gods preserve you!
I made to it, to know of whence you are.
Lys. I am governor of this place you lie before.
Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;
A man, who for this three months hath not spoken
But to prorogue his grief.
Lys. Upon what ground is his distemperature?
You may indeed, sir,
Yet let me obtain my wish.
Hel. Behold him, sir: [Pericles discovered] this
Till the disaster, that, one mortal night,
[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
But see, I am prevented.
So indeed I did.
Mar. Per. Report thy parentage. I think thou said'st 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 I said, and said no more but what my thoughts Did warrant me was likely. Tell thy story;
If thine consider'd prove the thousandth part
Sit, sir, I will recount it; Have suffer'd like a girl: yet thou dost look
Like Patience, gazing on kings' graves, and smiling
Enter, from the Barge, Lord, Marina, and a young How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind vir
A gallant lady.
Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd she came
Can draw him but to answer thee in aught,
Sir, I will use
I am a maid,
My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes,
Who stood equivalent with mighty kings:
Per. My fortunes-parentage-good parentageTo equal mine!-was it not thus what say you? Mar. I said, my lord, if you did know my parenYou would not do me violence.
I do think so.
Her stature to an inch; as wand-like straight;
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
To points that seem impossible; for thou look'st
Of what you shall deliver. Yet, give me leave :-
You think me an impostor; no, good faith;
Calls my gracious lord?
Per. O Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir;
And drown me with their sweetness. O, come hither,
What is your title?
First, sir, I pray,
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 kingAnd another life to Pericles thy father. [doms,
Mar. Is it no more to be your daughter, than
Per. Now, blessing on thee, rise; thou art my child.
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.
I embrace you, sir.
Give me my robes; I am wild in my beholding.
O'er, point by point, for yet he seems to doubt,
[The Curtain before the Pavilion of Per. is closed. So leave him all. Well, my companion-friends, If this but answer to my just belief,
I'll well remember yon.
The Temple of Diana at Ephesus: Thaisa, standing near the Altar, as High-priestess; a number of Virgins on each side; Cerimon, and other Inhabtants of Ephesus attending.
Enter Pericles, with his Train; Lysimachus, Helicanus, Marina, and a Lady.
Per. Hail Dian! to perform thy just command,
At sea in child bed died she, but brought forth
If you have told Diana's altar true,
Reverend appearer, no;
I threw her o'erboard with these very arms. Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you.
"Fis most certain. Cer. Look to the lady;-O, she's but o'erjoy'd. Early one blust'ring morn, this lady was
[Exeunt Lys. Hel. Mar, and attendant Lady. Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and
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,
Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife:
Awake, and tell thy dream. [Diana disappears.
I will obey thee !-Helicanus !
Enter Lysimachus, Helicanus, and Marina.
Per. My purpose was for Tharsus, there to strike
The inhospitable Cleon; but I am
For other service first: toward Ephesus
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
Turn our blown sails; eftsoons I'll tell thee why. Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well,
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,
Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, Sir, that my father's dead.
[queen, 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; Our son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign.
Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay,
Gow. In Antioch, and his daughter, you have heard
A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty:
Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd name
That him and his they in his palace burn.
Earl of Gloster.
Edgar, Son to Gloster.
Edmund, Bastard Son to Gloster.
Curan, a Courtier.
Old Man, Tenant to Gloster.
SCENE I. A Room of State in King Lear's Palace. Enter Kent, Gloster, and Edmund.
Kent. I THOUGHT, the king had more affected the duke of Albany, than Cornwall.
Glo. It did always seem so to us; but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so weigh'd, that curiosity in neither can make choice of either's
Kent. Is not this your son, my lord? Glo. His breeding, sir, hath beeu at my charge: 1 have so often 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?
Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so proper..
Glo. But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my account: though this knave came somewhat saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was his mother fair; there was good sport at his making, and the whoreson must be acknowledged.-Do you know this noble gentleman, Edmund ?
Edm. No, my lord.
Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter as my honourable friend.
Edm. My services to your lordship. Kent. I must love yon, and sue to know you 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 within. Enter Lear, Cornwall, Albany, Goneril, Regan, Cordelia, and Attendants.
Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Gloster.
Glo. I shall, my liege.
[Exeunt Glo. and Edm.
Lear. Mean time we shall express our darker purpose.
Give me the map there.-Know, that we have divided,
Unburden'd crawl toward death.-Our son of Corn-
Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn,
Gon. Do love you more than words can wield the matter, Dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty; Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare; No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honour : As much as child e'er lov'd, or father found, A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable; Beyond all manner of so much I love you. Čor. What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be silent. [Aside.
Lear. Of all these bounds, even from this line to this,
With shadowy forests and with champains rich'd,
Reg. I am made of that self metal as my sister,
Which the most precious square of sense possesses ;