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Wersons of the Drama.
A Pander, and his wife.
BULLT, their servant.
GOWER, as Chorus.
The Daughter of Antiochus.
Dionyza, wife to Cleon.
Thisa, Daughter to Simonides.
Marina, Daughter to Pericles und Thaisa.
LYCHorida, nurse to Marina.
Lords, Ladies, Knights, Gentlemen, Sailors, Pi-
rates, Fishermen, and Messengers, etc. Scene, — dispersedly in various countries.
Think death no hazard in this enterprize. [Music.
Ant. Bring in our daughter, clothed like a bride,
For the embracements even of Jove himself;
At whose conception (till Lucina reign’d,)
Nature this dowry gave, to glad her presence,
The senate-house of planets all did sit,
To knit in her their best perfections.
Lnter the daughter of Antiochus.
Per. See, where she comes, apparell'd like the spring,
Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king And lords and ladies of their lives
of every virtue gives renown to men! Have read it for restoratives :
Her face, the book of praises, where is read 'Purpose to make men glorious;
Nothing but curious pleasures, as from thence quo antiquius, eo melius.
Sorrow were ever ras'd, and testy wrath
Could never be her mild co
companion. When wit's more ripe, accept my rhymes,
Ye gods, that made me man, and sway in love,
That have inflam'd desire in my breast,
To taste the fruit of yon celestial tree,
Or die in the adventure, be my helps,
As I am son and servant to your will,
To compass such a boundless happiness!
Ant. Prince Pericles,
Per. That would be son to great Antiochus.
Ant. Before thee stands this fair Hesperides, This king unto him took a pheere,
With golden fruit, but dangerous to be touch'l ; Who died, and left a female heir,
For death-like dragons here affright thee hard: So buxomn, blithe, and full of face,
fler face, like heaven, enticeth thee to view
A countless glory, which desert must gain ;
And which, without desert, because thine eye
Presumes to reach, all thy whole heap must die.
Yon sometime famous princes, like thyself,
Drawn by report, advent'rous by desire,
Tellthee with speechless tongues, and semblance pale,
That, without covering, save yon field of stars, The beauty of this sinful dame
They here stand martyrs, slain in Cupid's wars;
And with dead cheeks advise thee to desist,
For going on death's net, whom none resist.
Per. Antiochus, I thank thee, who hath taught
My frail mortality to know itself,
And by those fearful objects to prepare
This body, like to them, to what I must:
For death remember'd, should be like a mirror,
Who tells us, life's but breath; to trust it, error. As yon grim looks do testify,
r'll make my will then; and, as sick men do, What now ensues, to th' judgment of your eye Who know the world, see heaven, but feeling woe, I give, my cause who best can justify. (Exit. Gripe not at earthly joys, as erst they did;
So I bequeath a happy peace to you, SCENE I. Antioch. A room in the palace. And all good men, as every prince should do ; Enter ANTIOCHUS, PERICLES, and Atcendants. My riches to the earth from whence they came ; Ant. Young prince of Tyre,you have at large rcceiv'd But my unspotted fire of love to you. The danger of the task you undertake.
[To the daughter of Antiochus. Per. I have, Antiochus, and with a soul
Thus ready for the way of life or death, Embolden'd with the glory of her praise,
I wait the sharpest blow, Antiochus,
(The tomb where grief should sleep, ) can breed
As doth befit our honour and your worth. Ant. Read the conclusion then;
(Exeunt Antiochus , his daughter, and Which read and not expounded, 'tis decreed,
The which is good in nothing but in sight.
1 Per. Like a bold champion, I assume the lists, Then were it certain, you were not so bad,
1 Nor ask advice of any other thought As with foul incest to abuse your soul;
IT But faithfulpess, and courage.
Where now you're both a father and a son,
C I am no viper, yet I feed (Which pleasure fits an husband, not a father;
А On mother's flesh, which did me breed: And she an eater of her mother's flesh,
ľ I sought a husband, in which labour, By the defiling of her parent's bed;
S I found that kindness in a father.
And both like serpents are, who though they foed
On sweetest flowers, yet they poison breed,
11 How they may be, and yet in two, Blash not in actions blacker, than the night,
A As you will live, resolve it you.
(Tukes hold of the hand of the Princess. By flight I'll shan the danger, which I fear. (Eris. Were not this glorious casket stored with ill:
Ant. He hath found the meaning, for the which we
To have his head.
1 But being play'd upon before your time,
And therefore instantly this prince must die; Hell only danceth as so harsh a chime :
For by his fall my honour must keep high.
Who attends on us there?
Thal. Doth your highuess call ?
Ant. Thaliard, you're of our chamber, and our mind
Partakes her private actions to your secrecy;
And for your faithfulness we will advance you.. 'Twould 'braid yourself too near for me to tell it.
Thaliard, behold, here's poison, and here's gold;
We hate the prince of Tyre, and thou must kill his; Who has a book of all that monarchs do,
It fits thee not to ask the reason why,
Because we bid it. Say, is it done?
Thal. My lord, Blows dust in others' eyes to spread itself;
"Tis done. And yet the end of all is bought thus dear,
Enter a Messengers The breath is gone, and the sore eyes see clear: To stop the air would hurt them. The blind mole Lest your breath cool yourself, telling you hate.
Ant. Enough; Gopp'd hills towards heaven, to tell, the earth is
Mess. My lord, prince Pericles is led. By man's oppression: and the poor worm doth die Wilt live, fly after! and as an arrow, shot
Ant. As thou for't. Kings are earth’s gods: in vice their law's their will ; His eye doth level at, so ne'er return,
From a well-experienc'd archer, hits the mark And if Jove stray, who dares say, Jove doth ill ? It is enough you know; and it is fit,
Unless thou say, Prince Pericles is dead! What being more known grows worse, to smother it.
Thal. My lord, if I All love the womb that their first beings bred,
Can get him once within my pistol's length,
P'll make him sure: 50 farewell to your highnese Then give my tongue like leave to love my head. Ant. Heaven, that I had thy head! he has found the meaning;
Ant. Thaliard, adieu! till Pericles be dead, But I will gloze with him. (Aside.] Young prince of
My heart can lend no succour to my head. [Eestit Tyre, Though by the tenour of our strict edíct,
SCENE II. — Tyre. A room in the palace. Your exposition misinterpreting,
Enter Pericles, Helicasus, and other Lords. We might proceed to cancel of your days ; Per. Let none disturb us! Why this charge ri Yet hope, succeeding from so fair a tree
thoughts? As your fair self, doth tune us otherwise : The sad companion, dull-ey'd melancholy, Forty days looger we do respite you;
By me so usd a guest is, not an hour, If by which time our secret be undone,
In the day's glorious walk, or peaceful night
, This mercy shows, we'll joy in such a son: And until then, your entertain shall be,
Here pleasures court mine eyes, and mine eyes shun, Where, as thou know'st, against the face of death,
I sought the purchase of a glorious beauty,
Bring arms to princes, and to subjects joys.
The rest (hark in thine ear,) as black as incest;
Under the covering of a careful night,
Decrease not, but grow faster, than their years :
And should he doubt it, (as no doubt he doth,)
Which love to all (of which thyself art one,
Per. Drew sleep out of mine eyes, blood from my
1 Lord. Joy and all comfort iu your sacred breast! How I might stop this tempest, ere it came;
I thought it princely charity to grieve them.
Freely I'll speak. Antiochus you fear,
And justly too, I think, you fear the tyrant,
Therefore, my lord, go travel for a while,
Per. I do not doubt thy faith;
Per. Tyre, I now look from thce then, and to Tharsus
And by whose letters I'll dispose myself. Per. If there be such a dart in princes' frowns, The care I had and have of subjects' good, How durst thy tongue move anger to our face? On thee I lay, whose wisdom's strength can bear it. llel. How dare the plants look up to heaveo, from I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; whence
Who shans not to break one, will sure crack both:
But in our orbs we'll live so round and safe,
That time of both this truth shall ne'er convince,
Thou show'dst a subject's shine, I a true prioce. Hel. (Kneeling.) I have ground the axe myself;
(Exeunt. Do you but strike the blow.
SCENE III. – Tyre. An antichamber in the palace.
Thal. So, this is Tyre, and this is the conrt. Here
perceive he was a wise fellow, and had good discreWho by thy wisdom mak'st a prince thy servant, tion, that being bid to ask what he would of the What would'st thou huve me do?
king, desired he might know none of his secrets. Hel. With patience bear
Now do I see he had some reason for it; forif a king bic? Such griefs as you do lay upon yourself.
a man be a villain, he is bound by the indenture of Per. Thou speak’st like a physician, Helicanus;
his oath to be one. flush, here come the lords of Who minister'st a potion auto me,
Enter Helicans, EsCakers, and other Lords.
Hel. You shall not need, my
And give them life, who are huuger-starv'd, half dead.
The curse of heaven and men succeed their evils!
Further to qnestion of your king's departure. They are now starv'd for fant of exercise:
[ Aside. Would now be glad of bread, and beg for it; Hel. If further yet you will be satisfied,
Those mothers, who, to nousle up their babes, Why, as it were unlicens'd of your loves,
Thought nought too curious, are ready now, He would depart, I'll give some light unto you. To eat those lille darlings, whom they lov'd. Being at Antioch
So sharp are hunger's tecth, that man and wife Thal. What froin Antioch?
(Aside. Draw lots, who first shall die to lengthen life: Hel. Royal Antiochus (on what cause I know not,) Here stands a lord, and there a lady weeping; Took some displeasure at him; at least he judg’d so : Here many sink, yet those which see them fall
, And doubting lest that he had err’d or siun'd, Have scarce strength left to give them burial. To show his sorrow, would correct himself;
Is not this true ? So puts himself into the shipman's toil,
Dio. Our cheeks and hollow eyes do witness ita
(Aside. And her prosperities so largely taste,
Enter a Lord.
Lord. Where's the lord governor?
Speak out thy sorrows, which thou bring'st, in haste,
For comfort is too far for us to expect. But, siuce my landing, as I have understood
Lord. We have descried, upon our neighbouring Your lord has took himself to unknown travels,
shore, My message must return from whence it came. Tel. We have no reason to desire it, siuce
A portly sail of ships make hitherward. Commended to our master, not to us :
Cle. I thought as much. Yet, ere you shall depart, this we desire,
One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir, As friends to Antioch, we may feast in Tyre. (Exeunt. And so in ours: some neighbouring nation,
That may succeed as his inheritor; SCENE IV. - Tharsus. A room in the Governor's Taking advantage of our misery,
Hath stufl'd these hollow vessels with their power, house.
To beat us down, the which are down already; Enter Cleon, Dionyza, and Attendants.
And make a conquest of unhappy me,
Whereas no glory's got to overcome.
Lord. That's the least fear; for, by the semblance Dio. That were to blow at fire, in hope to quench it; of their white flags display'd, they bring us peace,
And come to us as favourers, not as foes.
Cle. Thou speak'st like him's untutor'd to repert
Who makes the fairest show, means most deceit O my distressed lord, even such our griefs; Here they're but felt , and seen with mistful eyes, The ground's the low'st, and we are half way there. But bring they what they will, what need we lear
? But like to groves, being topp’d, they higher rise. Cle. 0 Dionyza,
Go tell their general, we attend him here, Who wanteth food, and will not say he wants it,
To know for what he comes, and whence he comes,
And what he craves. Or can conceal his hunger, till he famish?
Lord. I go, my lord!
Cle. Welcome is peace, if he on peace consist;
If wars, we are unable to resist.
Enter Pericles, with Attendants. They may awake their helps to comfort them. Per. Lord governor, for so we hear you are, I'll then discourse our woes,
felt several years,
Let not our ships and number of our med And wanting breath to speak, help mo with tears, Be, like a beacon fir'd, to amaze your eyes. Dio. I'll do my best, sir.
We have heard your miseries as far as Tyre, Cle. This Tharsus, o'er which I have government, And seen the desolation of your streets : (A city, on whom plenty held full hand)
Nor come we to add sorrow to your tears,
Are, like the Trojan horse, war-stufi'd within,
We do not look for reverence, but for love, Dio. 0, 'tis too true !
And harbourage for ourself, our ships, and meta Cle. But see what hcaven can do! By this our Cle. The which when any shall not gratify
Or pay you with unthankfuluess in thought,
Your grace is welcome to our town and us.
Per. Which welcome we'll accept; feast here a while, 3 Fish. What say you, master?
[Exeunt. or I'll fetch thee with a waunion!
3 Fish. 'Faith, master, I am thinking of the poor А ст II.
men that were cast away before ys, even now.
1 Fish. Alas, poor souls, it grieved my heart to hear Enter Gower.
what pitiful cries they made to us, to help them, when, Gow. Here have you seen a mighty king
well-a-day, we could scarce help ourselves. His child, I wis, to incest bring;
3 Fish. Nay, master, said not I as much. when I A better prince, and benign lord,
saw the porpus, how he bounced and tumbled ? I'rove awful both in deed and word.
they say, they are half fish, half flesh: a plague on Be quiet then, as men should be,
them, they ne'er come, but I look to be washed. Master, Till he hath pass'd necessity,
I marvel how the fishes live in the sea. I'll show you those in troubles reign,
1 Fish. Why, as men do a-land; the great ones Losing a mite, a mountain gain.
cat up the little ones : I can compare our rich miThe good in conversation
sers to nothing so fitly as to a whale; 'a plays and (To whom I give my benizon,)
tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and at last Is still as Tharsis, where each man
devours them all at a mouthful. Such whales have I Thinks all is writ he spoken can:
heard on a’the land, who never leave gaping, till And, to remember what he does,
they've swallowed the whole parish, church, steeple, Gild his statue glorious :
bells, and all. But tidings to the contrary,
Per. A pretty moral. Are brought your eyes; what need speak I? 3 Fish. But, master, if I had been the sexton, I Dumb show.
would have been that day in the belfry. Enter at one door Pericles, talking with Cleor;| 2 Fish. Why, man? all the train with them. Enter at anoiher door, 3 Fish. Because he should have swallowed me too: a Gentleinan, with a letter to Pericles: Pericles and when I had been in his belly, I would have kept shows the letter to Cleox: then gives the Messen- such a jangling of the bells, that he should never ger a reward, and knights him. Exeunt PERICLES, have left, till he cast bells, steeple, church, and parish, Cleon, etc. severully.
up again. But if the good king Simonides were of Gow. Good Helicane hath staid at home, Not to eat honey, like a drone,
Per. Simonides ? From others' labours; forth he strive
3 Fish. We would purge the land of these drones, To killen bad, keep good alive;
that rob the bee of her honey. And, to fulfl his prince' desire,
Per. How from the finny subject of the sea Sends word of all that haps in Tyre:
These fishers tell the infirmities of men; Ilow Thaliard canie full bent with sin,
And from their watry empire recollect And hid intent, to murder him ;
All that may men approve, or men detect! And that in Tharsus was not best
Peace be at your labour, honest fishermen! Longer for him to make his rest:
2 Fish. Honest! good fellow, what's that? if it be He knowing so, put forth to seas,
a day fits you, scratch it out of the calendar, and no Where when men heen, there's seldom ease: body will look after it. For now the wind begins to blow:
Per. Nay, see, the sea hath cast npon your coastThunder above, and deeps below,
2 Fish. What a drunken knave was the sea, to cast Make such unquiet, that the ship
thee in our way! Should house him safe, is wreck'd and split; Per. A man, whom both the waters and the wind, Aud he, good prince, having all lost,
In that vast tennis court, hath made the ball By waves from coast to coast is tost;
For them to play upon, ertreats you pity him; All perishen of man, of pelf,
He asks of you, that never us'd to beg. Ne aught escapen but himself;
| Fish. No, friend, cannot you beg? here's them Till fortune, tir'd with doing bad,
in onr country of Greece, gets more with beggiog, Threw hiin ashore, to give him glad:
than we can do with working. And here he comes : what shall be next,
2 Fish. Canst thon catch any fishes then ? Pardon old Gower; this long's the text. [Exit. Per. I never practis'd it.
2 Fish. Nay, then, thou wilt starve sure; for here's SCENE I. - Pentapolis. An open place by the sea- nothing to be got now-a-days, unless thou cau'st side.
fish for't. Enter PERICLES, wet.
Per. What I have been, I have forgot to know; Per. Yet cease your ire, ye angry stars of heaven ! But what I am, want teaches me to think on; Wind, rain, and thunder, remember, earthly man A man shrunk up with cold: my veins are chill, Is but a substance that must yield to you;
And have no more of life, than may suffice And I, as fits my nature, do obey you:
To give my tongue that heat, to ask your help; Alas, the sea hath cast me on the rocks,
Which if you shall refuse, when I am dead, Wash'd me from shore to shore, and left me breath For I am a man, pray see me buried. Nothing to think on, but ensuing death!
1 Fish. Die, quoth-a? Now gods forbid! I have Let it suffice the greatness of your powers, a gown here; come, put it on! keep thee warm! Now, To have bereft a prince of all his fortunes ! afore me,a handsome fellow! Come, thou shalt go home And having thrown him from your watry grave,
and we'll have flesh for holidays, fish for lastingIlere to have death in peace, is all he'll crave ! days, and moreo'er, puddings and flap-jacks; and thon Enter three Fishermen.
shalt be welcome! 1 Tish. What, ho, Pilche!
Per. I thank you, sir ! 2 Fish. Ho! come, and bring away the nets ! 2 Fish. Hark you, my, friend, you said
could 1 Tish. What, Patch-breech, I say!