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Wherefore she does, (and swears she'll never stint,)
Make raging battery upon shores of flint.

No visor does become black villainy,

Bawd. Here comes that which grows to the stalk;
So well as soft and tender flattery.

-never plucked yet, I can assure you. Is she not

a fair creature ?
Let Pericles believe his daughter's dead,
And bear his courses to be ordered

Lys. 'Faith, she would serve after a long voyage
By lady fortune; while our scenes display

at sea. Well, there's for you ;-leave us. His daughter's woe and heavy well-a-day,

Bawd. I beseech your honour, give me leave: a In her unholy service. Patience then,

word, and I'll have done presently. And think you now are all in Mitylen. (Exit.

Lys. I beseech you, dn.

Baud. First, I would have you note, this is an

honourable man. [To MARINA, whom she takes aside. SCENE V.-Mitylene. A Street before the Brothel. Mar. I desire to find him so, that I may worthily Enter, from the Brothel, Two Gentlemen. note him.

Bawd. Next, he's the governor of this country, I Gent. Did you ever hear the like ?

and a man whom I am bound to. 2 Gent. No, nor never shall do in such a place as this, she being once gone..

Mur. If he govern the country, you are bound I Gent. But to have divinity preached ther ! did to him indeed; but how honourable he is in that, I

know not. you ever dream of such a thing ? 2 Gent. No, no. Come, I am for no more bawdy- ing, will you use him kindly? He will

line your

Bawd. 'Pray you, without any more virginal fenc. houses : Shall we go hear the vestals sing ? 1 Gent. I'll do any thing now that is virtuous;

apron with gold. but I am out of the road of rutting, for ever.

Mar. What he will do graciously, I will thank (Ereunt.

fully receive.

Lys. Have you done? SCENE VI.- The same.

Bawd. My lord, she's not paced yet; you must A Room in the Brothel.

take some pains to work her to your manage. Come, Enter Pander, Bawd, and Boult.

we will leave his honour and her together.

(Exeunt Bawd, Pander, and Boult. Pand. Well, I had rather than twice the worth

Lys. Go thy ways.-Now, pretty one, how long of her, she had ne'er come here.

have vou been at this trade ? Bawd. Fye, fye upon her; she is able to freeze

Mar. What trade, sir ? the god Priapus, and undo a whole generation. We Lys. What I cannot name but I shall offend. must either get her ravished, or be rid of her. When

Mar. I cannot be offended with my trade. Please she shouid do for clients her fitment, and do me the you to name it. kindness of our profession, she has me her quirks, Lys. How long have you been of this profession? her reasons, her master-reasons, her prayers, her Mar. Ever since I can remember. knees; that she would make a puritan of the devil, Lys. Did you go to it so youug ? Were you a if he should cheapen a kiss of her. Boult. 'Faith, I must ravish her, or she'll dis-gamester at five, or at seven ?

Mar. Earlier too, sir, if now I be one. furnish us of all our cavaliers, and make all our Lys. Why, the house you dwell in, proclaims you swearers priests.

to be a creature of sale. Pand. Now, the pox upon her green-sickness for Mar. Do you know this house to be a place of me!

such resort, and will come into it? I hear say, you Bawd. 'Faith, there's no way to be rid on't, but are of honourable parts, and are the governor of this by the way to the pox. Here comes the lord Lysi- place. machus, disguised.

Lys. Why, hath your principal made known unto Boult. We should have both lord and lown, if the

you who I am ? peevish baggage would but give way to customers. Mar. Who is my principal ? Enter LYSIMACHUS.

Lys. Why, your herb-woman; she that sets seeds

and roots of shame and iniquity. O, you have Lys. How now? How a dozen of virginities ? heard something of my power, and so stand aloof Bawd. Now, the gods to bless your honour! for more serious wooing. But I protest to thee, Boult. I am glad to see your honour in good health. pretty one, my authority shall not see thee, or else,

Lys. You may so; 'tis the better for you that look friendly upon thee. Come, bring me to some your resorters stand upon sound legs. How now, private place. Come, come. wholesome iniquity? Have you that a man may Mar. If you were born to honour, show it now; deal withal, and defy the surgeon ?

If put upon you, make the judgment good Bawd. We hava here one, sir, if she would- That thought you worthy of it. but there never came her like in Mitylene.

Lys. How's this? how's this ?-Some more;Lys. If she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou

Mar. For me, would'st say.

That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune Buwd. Your honour knows what 'tis to say, well Hath plac'd me here within this loathsome stie, enough.

Where, since I came, diseases have been suld Lys. Well; call forth, call forth.

Dearer than physick,- that the good gods Boult. For flesh and blood, sir, white and red, Would set me free from this unhallow'd place, you shall see a rose; and she were a rose indeed, if Though they did change me to the meanest bird she had but

That flies i’the purer air ! Lys. What, pr’ythee?


I did not think Boult. (), sir, I can be modest.

Thou could'st have spoke so weii; ne'er dream'd Lys, Thal dignifies the renown of a bawd, no less

thou could'st. than it gives a good report to a number to be chaste. / Ilad I brought hither a corrupted mind,

[be sage.

from me,

Thy speech had alter'd it. Hold, here's gold for. As hath been belch'd on by intected lungs. thee:

Boull. What would you have me? go to the wars, Persever still in that clear way thou goest,

would you ? where a man may serve seven years for And the gods strengthen thee!

the loss of a leg, and have not money enough in the Mar. The gods preserve you !

end to buy him a wooden one ? Lys.

For me, be you thoughten Mar. Do any thing but this thou doest. Empty That I came with no ill intent: for to me

Old receptacles, common sewers, of filth;
The very doors and windows savour vilely. Serve by indenture to the commun hangman;
Farewell. Thou art a piece of virtue, and Any of these ways are better yet than this;
I doubt not but thy training hath been noble.- For that which thou professest, a baboon,
Hold; here's more gold for thee.-

Could he but speak, would own a name too dear. A curse upon him, die he like a thief,

O tha: the gods would safely from this place That robs thee of thy goodness! If thou heai'st Deliver me! Here, here is gold for thee.

If that thy master would gain aught by me, It shall be for thy good.

Proclaim that I can sing, weave,

sew, and dance, (As LYSIMACHUS is putting up his qurse, With other virtues, which I'll keep from boast; Boult enters.

And I will undertake all these to teach.
Boult. I beseech your honour, one piece for me. I doubt not but this populous city will
Lys. Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper! Your Yield many scholars.

Boult. But can you teach all this you speak of? But for this virgin that doth prop it up,

Mar. Prove that I cannot, take me hoine again Would sink, and overwhelm you all. Away! And prostitute me to the basest groom

[ Exit LYSIMACHUS. Tbat doth frequent your house. Boult. How's this? We must take another course Boult. Well, I will see what I can do for thee : il with you. If your peevish chastity, which is not I can place thee, I will. worth a breakfast in the cheapest country under the Mar. But, amongst honest women ? cope, shall undo a whole household, let me be Boult. 'Faith, my acquaintance lies little amongst gelded like a spaniel. Come your ways.

them. But since my master and mistress have Mar. Whither would you have me?

bought you, there's no going but by their consent; Boult. I must have your maidenhead taken off, therefore I will make ihem acquainted with your or the common hangman shall execute it. Come purpose, and I doubt not but I shall find them your way. We'll have no more gentlemen driven tractable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what I away. Come your ways, I say.

can; come your ways.

\ Ereunt Re-enter Bawd. Bawd. How now! What's the matter ?

Boult. Worse and worse, mistress; She has here 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!

Gow. Marina thus the brothel scapes, and Boult. The nobleman would have dealt with her

chances like a nobleman, and she sent him away as cold as Into an honest house, our story says. a snowball; saying his prayers too.

She sings like one immortal, and she dances Bawd. Boult, take her away; use her at thy As goddess-like to her admired lays : pleasure : crack the glass of her virginity, and Deep clerks she dumbs : and with her neeld make the rest malleable.

composes Boult. An if she were a thornier piece of ground Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or than she is, she shall be ploughed.

berry; Mar. Hark, hark, you gods !

That even her art sisters the natural roses; Bawd. She conjures : away with her. Would Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry : she had never come within my doors! Marry hang That pupils lacks she none of noble race, you! She's born to undo us. Will you not go the Who pour their bounty on her; and her gain way of women-kind ? Marry come up, my dish of She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her place; chastity with rosemary and bays ! (Exit Bawd. And to her father turn our thoughts again,

Boult. Come, mistress; come your way with me. Where we left him, on the sea. We there him Mar. Whither would you have ine ? (dear.

lost; Boult. To take from you the jewel you hold so Whence, driven before the winds, he is arriv'd Mar. Pr'ythee tell me one thing first.

Here where his daughter dwells; and on this Boult. Come now, your one thing. Mar. What canst thou wish thine enemy to be ? Suppose him now at anchor. The city strir'd

Boult. Why, I could wish him to be my master, God Neptune's annual feast' to keep: from or rather, my mistress.

whence Mar. Neither of these are yet so bad as thon art, Lysimachus our 'Tyrian ship espies, Since they do better thee in their command.

His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expence; Thou hold'st a place, for which the pained'st fiend And to him in his barge with fervour hies. Of hell would not in reputation change :

In your supposing once more put your sight; Thou'rt the damn'd door-keeper to every coystrel Of heavy Pericles think this the bárk: That hither comes enquiring for his tib;

Where, what is done in action, more, if might, 'lu the cholerick fisting of each rogue thy car

Shall be discover'd; please you, sit, and hark Is l ble; thy very food is such





The leafy shelter that abuts against
SCENE I.-On board Pericles' Ship, off Mytilene. The island's side.
A close Pavilion on deck, with a curtain before it;

(He whispers one of the attendanı Lords. Pericles within it, reclined on a Couch. A Bary,

Erit Lord in the barge of LYSIMACHUS. lying beside the Tgrian Vessel.

Hel. Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing we'll omit

That bears recovery's name. But, since your kind. Enter Two Sailors, one belonging to the Tyrian vessel,

the other to the barge ; to them HelicaNUS. We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you further, Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Jelicanus ? he can Wherein we are not destitute for want,

That for our gold we may provision have, resolve you. (To the Sailor of Mitylene. O here he is.

But weary for the staleness. Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene,


O, sir, a courtesy, And in it is Lysimachus the governor,

Which if we should deny, the most just God Who craves to come aboard. What is your will ?

For every graff would send a caterpillar, Hel. That he have his. Call up some gentlemen. Let me entreat to know

at large the cause

And so inflict our province.—Yet once more
Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls.

Of your king's sorrow.
Enter Two Gentlemen.


Sit, sir, I will recount it;

But, see, I am prevented 1 Gent. Doth your lordship call ? Hel. Gentlemen,

Lyou, Enter, from the barge, Lora, Marina, and a young There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray

Lady. To greet them fairly.

O, here is
The Gentlen..en and the Two Sailors descend, The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one!
and go on board the barge.

Is't not a goodly presence ?

A gallant lady.
Enter from thence, LYSIMACHUS and Lords; the

Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd she ca ne Tyrian Gentlemen and the Two Sailors.

Of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish Tyr. Sail. Sir,

No better choice, and think me rarely wed. This is the man that can, in aught you would, Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty Resolve you.

Expect even here, where is a kingly patient: Lys. Hail

, reverend sir! The gods preserve you! If that thy prosperous artificial feat Hel. And you, sir, to out-live the age I am,

Can draw him but to answer thee in aught
And die as I would do.

Thy sacred physick shall receive such pay
You wish me well.

As thy desires can wish.
Being on shore, honouring of Neptune's triumphs, Mar.

Sir, I will use Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us,

My utmost skill in his recovery, I made to it, to know of whence you are.

Provided none but I and my companion Hel. First, sir, what is your place ?

Be suffer'd to come near him. Lys. I am governor of this place you lie before.


Come, let us leave her, Hel. Sir,

And the gods make her prosperous ! Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;

(MARINA sings. A man, who for this three months hath not spoken

Mark'd he your musick ? To any one, nor taken sustenance,

Mar. No, nor look'd on us. But to prorogue his grief.

See, she will speak to him. Lys. Upon what ground is his distemperature ? Mar. Hail, sir! my lord, lend ear: Hel. Sir, it would be too tedious to repeat;

Per. Hum! ha! But the main grief of all springs from the loss Mar.

I am a maid, Of a beloved daughter and a wife.

My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes, Lys. May we not see him, then ?

But have been gaz'd on, comet-like : she speaks, Hel.

You may, indeed, sir. My lord, that, may be, bath endur'd a grief But bootless is your sight; he will not speak Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh’d.

Though wayward fortune did malign my state, Lys. Yet, let me obtain my wish.

My derivation was from ancestors Hel. Behold him, sir: [Pericles discovered.] this who stood equivalent with mighty kings. was a goodly person,

But time bath rooted out my parentage, Till the disaster, that, one mortal night,

And to the world and aukward casualties Drove him to this.

Bound me in servitude.--I will desist; Lys. Sir, king, all bail! the gods preserve you ! But there is somethiug glows upon my cheek, Hail !

And whispers in mine ear, Go not till he speak. Hail, royal sir !

Aside Hel. It is in vain; he will not speak to you.

Per. My fortunes-parentage-good parentage1 Lord, Sir, we have a maid in Mitylene, I durst To equal mine !-- was it not thus ? what say you ? wager,

Mar. I said, my lord, if you did know my pa Would win some words of him.

rentage, Lys.

'Tis well bethought. You would not do me violence. She, questionless, with her sweet harmony


I do think so. And other choice attractions, would allure,

I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me.And make a battery through his deafed'd parts, You are like something that-What country woman Which now are midway stopp'd :

Here of these shores ? Słe, all as happy as of all the fairest,


No, nor of any shores · Is, with her fellow maidens, now within

Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am



To any.

you bred?

may be,

No other than I appear.

(ing. Deliver'd weeping. Per. I am great with woe, and shall deliver weep- Per.

O, stop there a little ! My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sieep My daughter might have been : my queen's square Did mock sad fools withal : this cannot be. brows;

My daughter's buried. (Aside.] Well:—where were Her stafure to an inch; as wand-like straight; As silver-voic'd: her eyes as jewel-like,

I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story, And cas'd as richly: in pace another Juno; And never interrupt you. Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them Mar. You'll scarce believe me; 'twere best I did hungry,


give o'er. The more she gives them speech.- Where do you Per. I will believe you by the syllable

Mar. Where I am but a stranger; from the deck of what you shall deliver. Yet, give me leave :You may discern the place.

How came you in these parts ? where were you bred ? Per.

Where were you bred ? Mar. The king, my father, did in Tharsus leave me; And how achiev'd you these endowments, which Till cruel Cleon, with his wicked wife, You make more rich to cwe?

Did seek to murder me: and having woo'd Mar.

Should I tell my history, A villain to attempt it, who having drawn, "Twould seem like lies disdain'd in the reporting. A crew of pirates came and rescued me; Per. Pr’ythee speak;

Brought me to Mitylene. Bat, now, good sir,
Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look'st Whither will you have me? Why do you weep? It
Modest as justice, and thou seein'st a palace
For the crown'd truth to dwell in ? I'll believe thee, You think me an impostor: no, good faith;
And make my senses credit thy relation,

I am the daughter to king Pericles,
To points that seem impossible ; for thou look'st If good king Pericles be.
Like one I lov'd indeed. What were thy friends ? Per. Ho, Helicanus !
Didst thou not say, when I did push thee back, Hel.

Calls my gracious lord ? Which was when I perceiv'd thee,) that thou cam’st Per. Thou art a grave and noble counsellor, From good descending ?

Most wise in general: Tell me, if thou canst,
So indeed I did.

What this maid is, or what is like to be,
Per. Report thy parentage. I think thou said’st That thus hath made me weep?
Thou hadst been toss'd from wrong to injury, Hel.

I know not; bat
And that thou thought'st thy griefs might equal mine, Here is the regent, sir, of Mityleue,
If both were open'd.

Speaks nobly of her.
Some such thing indeed


She would never tell
I said, and said no more but what my tboughts Her parentage; being demanded that,
Did warrant me was likely.

She would sit still and weep.
Tell thy story;

Per. O Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir
If thine consider'd prove the thousandth part Give me a gash, put me to present pain;
Of my endurance, thou art a man, and I

Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me,
Have suffer'd like a girl: yet thou dost look O'erbear the shores of my mortality,
Like patience, gazing on kings' graves, and smiling and drown me with their sweetness. 0, come hither
Extremity out of act. What were thy friends ? Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget;
How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind Thou that wast born at sea, buried at Tharsus,
virgin ?

And found at sea again !-0 Helicanus, Recount, I do beseech thee; come, sit by me Down on thy knees, thank the holy gods, as loud Mar. My name, sir, is Marina.

As thunder threatens us : This is Marina.Per.

0, I am mock’d, What was thy mother's name ? tell me but that, And thou by some incensed god sent hither For truth can never be confirm'd enough, To make the world laugh at me.

Though doubts did ever sleep.
Patience, good sir, Mar.

First, sir, I pray, Or here I'll cease.

What is your title ?
Nay, I'll be patient;

Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me, (As in the rest thou hast been godlike perfect,) To call thyself Marina.

My drown'd queen's name, thou art the heir of Mar. The name Marina,

kingdoms, Was given me by one that had some power And another life to Pericles thy father. My father, and a king.

Mar. Is it no more to be your daughter, than Per.

How! a king's daughter? To say, my mother's name was Thaisa ?
And call'd Marina ?

Thaisa was my mother, who did end,
You said you would believe me; The minute I began.

[chill. But, not to be a troubler of your peace,

Per. Now, blessing on thee, rise; thou art my I will end here.

Give me fresh garments. Mine own, Helicanus, Per.

But are you flesh and blood ? (Not dead at Tharsus, as she should have been, Have you a working pulse ? and are no fairy? By savage Cleon,) she shall tell thee all; No mo!ion? Well; speak on. Where were you born? When thou shalt kneel and justify in knowledye, And wherefore call'd Marina ?

She is thy very princess.- Who is this? Mar.

Call’d Marina, Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mitylene, For I was born at sea.

Who, hearing of your melancholy state, Per.

At sea ? thy mother? Did come to see you. Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king;


I embrace you, sir. Who died the very minute I was born,

Give me my robes; I am wild in my beholding. As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft

O heavens bless my girl! But hark, what musik

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Tell Helicanus, my Marina, tell him

The interim, pray you, all confound, O er, point by point, for yet he seems to doubt,

In feather'd briefness sails are fill'd How sure you are my daughter. -But what musick ? And wishes fall out as they're willid. Hel. My lord, I hear none.

At Ephesus, the temple see, Per. None ?

Our king, and all his company. The musick of the spheres : list, my Marina.

That he can hither come so soon, Lys. It is not good to cross him; give him way. Is by your fancy's thankful boon. (Exit.

Per. Rarest sounds ! Do ye not hear ?

SCENE III.- The Temple of Diana at Ephesus; Lys.

Musick ? My lord, I hear- Thaisa standing near ihe Altar, as high Priestess ; Per. Most heavenly musick :

a number of Virgins on each side ; CERIMON and It nips me unto list'ning, and thick slumber

other Inhabitants of Ephesus attending. Hangs on mine eye-lids; let me rest. [He sleeps. Lys. A pillow for his head;

Enter Pericles, with his Train; LYSIMACHUS, Hg[ The curtain before the pavilion of PERICLES IS

LICANUS, MARINA, and a Lady. closed.

Per. Hail, Dian! to perform thy just command, So leave him all. Well, my companion-friends, I here confess myself che king of Tyre; If this but answer to my just belief,

Who, frighted from my country, did wed I'll well remember you.

The fair Thaisa, at Pentapolis. [Ereunt LYSIMACHUS, Helicanus, Marina, At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth and attendant Lady.

A maid-child call’d Marina; who, O goddess,

Wears yet thy silver livery. She at Tharsus
SCENE II.-The same.

Was nurs’d with Cleon; whom at fourteen years Pericles on the deck asleep; Diana appearing to He sought to murder: but her better stars

Brought her to Mitylene; against whose shore him as in a vision

Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us, Dia. My temple stands in Ephesus ; hie thee Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she thither,

Made known herself my daughter. And do upon mine altar sacrifice.


Voice and favour! There, when my maiden priests are met together, You are, you are— royal Pericles!—[She faints. Before the people all,

Per. What means the voman ? she dies! help Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife :

gentlemen! To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's, cull, Cer. Noble sir, And give them repetition to the life.

If you have told Diana's altar true,
Perform my bidding, or thou liv'st in woe: This is your wife.
Do't, and he happy, by my silver bow.


Reverend appearer, no; Awake, and tell thy dream. [Diana disappears. I threw her o'erboard with these very arms. Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine,

Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you. I will obey thee !-Helicanus !


'Tis most certain

Cer. Look to the lady;--0, she's but o'erjoy’d. Enter LYSIMACHUS, HelicaNUS, ana Marina.

Early, one blust'ring morn, this lady was

Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and
Per. My purpose was for Tharsus, there to strike Found there rich jewels ; recover'd her, and plac'd
The inhospitable Cleon; but I am

her For other service first: toward Ephesus

Here in Diana's temple. Turn our blown sails; eftsoons Pll tell thee why.- Per.

May we see them ? (To HELICANUS. Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore

house, And give you gold for such provision

Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is As our intents will need ?

(ashore, Recover’d.
Lys. With all my heart, sir; and when you come Thai, 0, let me look!
I have another suit.

If he be none of mine, my sanctity
You shall prevail,

Will to my sense bend po licentious ear,
Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems

But curb it, spite of seeing. O, my lord, . You have been noble towards her.

Are you not Pericles ? Like him you speak, Lys.

Sir, lead your arm. Like him you are : Did you not name a tempest, Per. Come, my Marina

(Exeunt A birth, and death ?

The voice of dead Thaisa!
Enter Gower, before the temple of Diana at Ephesus. Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead,
Gow. Now our sands are almost run;

And drown'd. More a little, and then done.

Per. Immortal Dian ! This, as my last boon, give me,


Now I know you better.(For such kindness must relieve me,)

When we with tears parted Pentapolis, That you aptly will suppose

The king, my father, gave you such a ring. What pageantry, what feats, what shows,

(Shows a ring What minstrelsy, and pretty din,

Per. This, this: no more, you gods ! your pre. The regent made in Mitylin,

sent kindness To greet the king. So he has thriy'd, Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well, That he is promis'd to be wiv'd

That on the touching of her lips I may To fair Marina; but in no wise,

Melt, and no more be seen. O come, be buried Till he had done his sacrifice,

A second time within these arms. As Dian bade: whereto being bound,


My heart

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