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But curb it, spite of seeing. O, my lord,
Are you not Pericles? Like him you speak,
Like him you are. Did you not name a tempest,
A birth, and death?


The voice of dead Thaisa!

Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead,

And drown'd.

Per. Immortal Dian!


Now I know you better.

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


Makes my past miseries sport. You shall do well,
That on the touching of her lips I may

Melt, and no more be seen. O, come, be buried
A second time within these arms.


My heart

Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.

[kneels to Thaisa.

Per. Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh,


Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina,

For she was yielded there.


Bless'd, and mine own!

I know you not.

Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!


Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly from


I left behind an ancient substitute.

Can you remember what I call'd the man?
I have named him oft.


'Twas Helicanus then.

Per. Still confirmation :

Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is he.

Now do I long to hear how you were found;
How possibly preserved; and whom to thank,
Besides the gods, for this great miracle.

Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man,

Through whom the gods have shown their power;

that can

From first to last resolve you.


Reverend sir,

The gods can have no mortal officer

More like a god than you. Will you deliver
How this dead queen relives?


Beseech you, first go

I will, my lord.

with me to my house,

Where shall be shown you all was found with her;
How she came placed here within the temple;
No needful thing omitted.


Pure Diana!

I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer
My night oblations to thee. Thaisa,

This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter,
Shall marry her at Pentapolis.

And now,

This ornament,' that makes me look so dismal,
Will I, my loved Marina, clip to form;

1 This beard.

And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd,
To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify.

Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, Sir, that my father's dead.

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,

To hear the rest untold.

Sir, lead the way.


Enter GOWER.

Gower. In Antioch1 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 at last :
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

i. e. the king of Antioch.

Of Pericles, to rage the city turn;

That him and his 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,

New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending. [Exit Gower.





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