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Of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish
No better choice, and think me rarely wed.—
Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty
Expect even here, where is a kingly patient:
If that thy prosperous and artificial feat
Can draw him but to answer thee in aught,
Thy sacred physic shall receive such pay
As thy desires can wish.
Sir, I will use
My utmost skill in his recovery,
Provided none but I and my companion
Be suffer'd to come near him.
Lys. Come, let us leave her; And the gods make her prosperous! [MARINA sings. Lys. Mark'd he your music? Mar. No, nor look'd on us. Lys. See, she will speak to him. Mar. Hail, sir! my lord, lend ear.Per. Hum! ha!
Mar. I am a maid,
My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes,
But have been gaz'd on like a comet: she speaks,
My lord, that may be, hath endur'd a grief
Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd.
Though wayward fortune did malign my state,
My derivation was from ancestors
Who stood equivalent with mighty kings;
But time hath rooted out my parentage,
And to the world and awkward casualties
Bound me in servitude.-I will desist;
But there is something glows upon my cheek,
And whispers in mine ear, "Go not till he speak."
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 parentage, You would not do me violence.
Per. I do think so. I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me.You are like something that-What country woman? Here of these shores?
No, nor of any shores;
Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am
No other than I appear.
Per. I am great with woe, and shall deliver weeping.
My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one
My daughter might have been my queen's square
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
Modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace
For the crown'd 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 saidst 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
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
Of my endurance, thou art a man, and I
Have suffer'd like a girl: yet thou dost look
Like Patience, gazing on kings' graves, and smiling
Extremity out of act. What were thy friends?
How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind virgin?
Recount, I do beseech thee. Come, sit by me.
Mar. My name is Marina.
O! I am mock'd,
And thou by some incensed god sent hither
To make the world to laugh at me.
Patience, good sir,
Or here I'll cease.
Nay, I'll be patient.
Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me,
To call thyself Marina.
Was given me by one that had some power;
My father, and a king.
And call'd Marina?
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
Motion?-Well; speak on. Where were you born,
And wherefore call'd Marina?
For I was born at sea.
At sea! what mother?
Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king;
Who died the minute I was born,
And never interrupt you.
Mar. You scorn: believe me, 'twere best I did give o'er.
Per. I will believe you by the syllable Of what you shall deliver. 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, good sir, Whither will you have me? Why do you weep? 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, 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,
First, sir, I pray,
What is your title?
Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me, now, My drown'd queen's name, (as in the rest you said Thou hast been godlike perfect) the heir of kingdoms, And another 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.
And drown me with their sweetness. O! come hither, For other service first: toward Ephesus
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 sleep.
Lys. It is not good to cross him: give him way.
Per. Rarest sounds! Do ye not hear?
Lys. Music? My lord, I hear-
Most heavenly music:
It nips me unto list'ning, and thick slumber
Hangs upon mine eyes: let me rest.
Lys. A pillow for his head.
[The Curtain before the Pavilion of PERICLES is closed.
So, leave him all.-Well, my companion-friends,
If this but answer to my just belief,
I'll well remember you.
[Exeunt LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS, MARINA, and Lady.
SCENE II.-The Same.
PERICLES on the Deck asleep; DIANA appearing to him 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,
Before the people all,
Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife :
To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's, call,
And give them repetition to the life.
Or perform my bidding, or thou liv'st in woe:
Do't, and be happy, by my silver bow.
Awake, and tell thy dream.
[DIANA disappears. Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine, 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
Turn our blown sails; eftsoons I'll tell thee why.—
Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore,
And give you gold for such provision
As our intents will need?
Lys. Sir, with all my heart, and when you come ashore,
I have another suit.
You shall prevail,
Were it to woo my daughter; for, it seems,
You have been noble towards her.
Sir, lend your arm.
Per. Come, my Marina.
Enter GowER, before the Temple of DIANA at Ephesus.
Gow. Now our sands are almost run;
More a little, and then dumb.
This, as my last boon, give me,
For such kindness must relieve me,
That you aptly will suppose
What pageantry, what feats, what shows,
What minstrelsy, and pretty din,
The regent made in Mitylen,
To greet the king. So he thriv'd,
That he is promis'd to be wiv'd
To fair Marina; but in no wise
Till he had done his sacrifice,
As Dian bade: whereto being bound,
The interim, pray you, all confound.
In feather'd briefness sails are fill'd,
And wishes fall out as they're will'd.
At Ephesus, the temple see,
Our king, and all his company.
That he can hither come so soon,
Is by your fancy's thankful doom.
SCENE III.-The Temple of DIANA at Ephesus;
THAISA standing near the Altar, as high Priestess;
a number of Virgins on each side: CERIMON and other Inhabitants of Ephesus attending.
Enter PERICLES, with his Train; LYSIMACHUS, HELI-
CANUS, MARINA, and a Lady.
Per. Hail Dian! to perform thy just command,
I here confess myself the king of Tyre;
Who, frighted from my country, did wed
At Pentapolis, the fair Thaisa.
At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth
A maid-child call'd Marina; who, O goddess!
Wears yet thy silver livery. She at Tharsus
Was nurs'd with Cleon, whom at fourteen years
He sought to murder, but her better stars
Brought her to Mitylene; against whose shore
Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us,
Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she
Made known herself my daughter.
Thai. Voice and favour! You are, you arere-O royal Pericles!- [She faints. Per. What means the woman? she dies: help, gentlemen!
Cer. Noble sir,
If you have told Diana's altar true,
This is your wife.
May we see them?
Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my house, Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is recover'd. Thai. O let me look.
Reverend appearer, no: I threw her overboard with these very arms. Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you.
"Tis most certain. Cer. Look to the lady.-O! she's but o'erjoy'd. Early in blust'ring morn this lady was Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and plac'd her And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd, Here, in Diana's temple. grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify.
Per. Pure Dian! bless thee for thy vision,
I will offer night oblations to thee. Thaisa,
This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter,
Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now,
Makes me look dismal, will I clip to form;
Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit: Sir, my father's dead.
Per. Heavens, make a star of him! Yet there, my
Bless'd, and mine own!
Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!
I know you not.
Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly from Tyre,
I left behind an ancient substitute:
Can you remember what I call'd the man?
'Twas Helicanus, then.
I have nam'd him oft.
Per. Still confirmation!
Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is he.
Now do I long to hear how you were found,
How possibly preserv'd, 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
From first to last resolve you.
The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god than you. Will you deliver
How this dead queen re-lives?
I will, my lord:
Beseech you, first go with me to my house,
Where shall be shown you all was found with her;
How she came placed here in the temple,
No needful thing omitted.
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's the way.
[Exeunt. Enter Gower. Gow. In Antiochus, and his daughter, you have beard
Of monstrous lust the due and just reward:
In Pericles, his queen, and daughter, seen,
Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen,
Virtue preserv'd 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, and 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, the honour'd name
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.
GILBERT AND RIVINGTON, PRINTERS, ST. JOHN'S SQUARE, LONDON.