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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 18 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 cam'st
From good descending?


So indeed I did.

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
my endurance, thou art a man, and I
Have suffer'd like a girl: yet thou dost look
Like Patience, gazing on

Extremity out of act 19.

kings' graves, and smiling What were thy friends?

by being in your possession: they acquire additional grace from their owner. One of Timon's flatterers says,

You mend the jewel by wearing of it.'

18 Shakspeare when he means to represent any quality of the mind, &c. as eminently perfect, furnishes the personification with a crown. See the 37th and 144th Sonnets. So in Romeo and Juliet:

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Upon his brow shame is asham'd to sit;

For 'tis a throne, where honour may be crown'd

Sole monarch of the universal earth.'

19 By her beauty and patient meekness disarming Calamity, and preventing her from using her uplifted sword. Extremity

How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind


Recount, I do beseech thee; come, sit by me.

Mar. My name, sir, is Marina.

And thou by some incensed god sent hither
To make the world laugh at me.


Or here I'll cease.


O, I am mock'd,

Patience, good sir,

Nay, I'll be patient;

Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me,

To call thyself Marina.


The name Marina

Was given me by one that had some power;

My father, and a king.


And call'd Marina?


How! a king's daughter?

You said you would believe me;

But, not to be a troubler of your peace,

I will end here.


But are you flesh and blood?

Have you a working pulse? and are no fairy?

No motion 20? Well; speak on.


And wherefore call'd Marina?


For I was born at sea.

Where were you

Call'd Marina,

(though not personified as here) is in like manner used for the utmost of human suffering in King Lear :

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To amplify too much, would much more
And top extremity.'

So in Twelfth Night:

'She sat like Patience on a monument
Smiling at Grief.'

20 i. e. No puppet dressed up to deceive me. So in The Two Gentlemen of Verona :

'O excellent motion! O exceeding puppet!'


At sea? thy mother?

Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king; Who died the very minute I was born, As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft Deliver'd weeping.


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 you


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 21. 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 to do't,
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!


Calls my gracious lord?

Per. Thou art a grave and noble counsellor,

21 That is, will believe every the minutest part of what you say. So in All's Well that Ends Well:

To the utmost syllable of your worthiness.'

And in Macbeth :

To the last syllable of recorded time.'



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?


I know not; but

Here is the regent, sir, of Mitylene,

Speaks nobly of her.


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 sweetness. 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,
For truth can never be confirm'd enough,
Though doubts did ever sleep22.

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First, sir, I pray,

Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now My drown'd queen's name (as in the rest thou hast Been godlike perfect), thou'rt the heir of kingdoms, And another life to Pericles thy father 23.

22 i. e. in plain language, though nothing ever happened to awake a scruple or doubt concerning your veracity.'

23 This passage is very

in the last line we have,

much corrupted in the old copies: another like.' The emendation is

founded upon that of Mason. Malone reads:

'Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now
My drowned queen's name (as in the rest you said
Thou hast been godlike perfect,) the heir of kingdoms,
And a mother like 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 24.

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.


I embrace you, sir. Give me my robes; I am wild in my beholding. O heavens bless my girl! But hark, what musick?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 musick? Hel. My lord, I hear none.

Per. None?

The musick of the spheres: list, my Marina.
Lys. It is not good to cross him; give him way.
Per. Rarest sounds!


ye not hear?


Musick? My lord, I hear

Per. Most heavenly musick:

It nips me unto list'ning, and thick slumber

Hangs on mine eyelids; let me rest. [He sleeps.

Mason's emendation is confirmed by what Pericles says in the preceding speech :

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O come hither

Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget.'

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