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And therefore bind them, gentle Publius!
I fear the emperor means no good to us.
Aar. Some devil whisper curses in mine ear,
(Exeunt Goths, with Aaron. Flourish. Chi. Villains, forbear! we are the empress’ sons ! The trumpets show, the emperor is at hand. Pub. And therefore do we what we are command- Enter SATURNINUs and TAMORA, with Tribunes, Seed.
nators, and Others.
These quarrels must be quietly debated.
Hath ordain'd to an honourable end,
Sat. Marcus, we will!
Enter Titus, dressed like a cook, Lavinia veiled,
And welcome, all! Although the cheer be poor,
Tam. We are beholden to you, good Andronicus.
Sut. Because the girl should not survive her shame,
A pattern, precedent, and lively warrant
For me, most wretched, to perform the like;-
Die, die, Lavinia, and thy shame with thee!
(He kills Lavinia.
(He cuts their throats. Tit.Kill'd her, for whom my tears have made me blind. Receive the blood! and, when that they are dead, I am as woful, as Virginius was; Let me go grind their bones to powder small,
And have a thousand times more cause than he
To do this outrage ; — and it is now done.
Tit. Will't please you eat? will’t please your high-
(Exeunt, bearing the dead bodies. And they, 'twas they, that did her all this wrong. SCENE III. The same. A pavilion, with Sat. Go, fetch them hither to us presently! tables, etc.
Tit. Why, there they are both, baked in that pye;
Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred.
[Killing Tamora. 1 Goth. And ours, with thine, befall what fortune Sat. Die, frantic wretch, for this accursed deed! will!
[Killing Titus. Luc. Good uncle, take you in this barbarous Moor, Luc. Can the son's eye behold his father bleed ? This ravenous tiger, this accursed devil;
There's meed for meed, death for a deadly deed. Let him receive no sustenance, fetter him,
[Kills Saturninus. A great tumult. The Till he be brought unto the empress' face,
People in confusion disperse. Marcus, For testimony of her foul proceedings:
Lucius, and their partisans, ascend And see the ambush of our friends be strong:
the steps before Titus's house.
Mar. You sad-fac'd men, people and sons of Rome, And bring our emperor gently in thy hand,
Lucius our emperor; for, well I know, Scatter'd by winds and high tempestuous gusts, The common voice do cry, it shall be so! 0, let me teach you how to knit again
Rom. (Several speak.] Lucius, all, hail! Rome's This scatter'd corn into one mutual sheaf,
royal emperor! These broken limbs again into one body!
LUCIUS, etc. descend.
[To an Altendant. Like a forlorn and desperate cast-away,
And hither hale that misbelieving Moor, Do shameful execution on herself.
To be adjudg’d some direful slaughtering death, But if my frosty signs and chaps of age,
As punishment for his most wicked life. Grave witnesses of true experience,
Rom. (Several speak.] Lucius, all hail! Rome's Cannot induce you to attend my words,
gracious governor! Speak, Rome's dear friend; [To Lucius.] as erst our
Luc. Thanks, gentle Romans ! May I govern so,
To heal Rome's harms, and wipe away her woe!
For nature puts me to a heavy task;
Stand all aloof; – but, uncle, draw you near, When subtle Greeks surpriz'd king Priam's Troy; To shed obsequious tears upon this trunk:Tell us, what Sinon hath bewitch'd our ears, o, take this warm kiss on thy pale cold lips. Or who hath brought the fatal engine in,
(Kisses Titus. That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound! - These sorrowful drops upon thy blood-stain'd face, My heart is not compact of lint, nor steel; The last true duties of thy noble son! Nor can I utter all our bitter grief,
Mar. Tear for tear, and loving kiss for kiss, But floods of tears will drown my oratory,
Thy brother Marcus tenders on thy lips : And break my very utterance; even i'the time 0, were the sum of these that I should pay When it should move you to attend me most, Couutless and infinite, yet would I pay
them! Lending your kind commiseration :
Luc. Come hither, boy ! come, come, and learn of os Here is a captain, let him tell the tale;
To melt in showers! Thy grandsire lov'd thee well;
Many a matter bath he told to thee,
In that respect then, like a loving child, For their fell faults our brothers were beheaded; Shed yet some small drops from thy tender spring, Our father's tears despis’d; and basely cozen'd Because kind nature doth require it so: of that true hand, that fought Rome's quarrel out, Friends should associate friends in grief and woe: And sent her enemies into the grave.
Bid him farewell; commit him to the grave; Lastly, myself unkindly banished,
Do him that kindness, and take leave of him! The gates shut on me, and turn’d weeping out, Boy, O grandsire, grandsire! even with all my heart To beg relief among Rome's enemies;
'Would I were dead, so you did live again! Who drown'd their enmity in my true tears, O Lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping i And op'd their arms to embrace me as a friend: My tears will choke me, if I ope my
mouth. And I am the turn’d-forth, be it known to you,
Enter Attendants, with Aarox. That have preserv'd her welfare in my blood; 1 Rom. You sad Andronici, have done with woes ; And from her bosom took the enemy's point, Give sentence on this execrable wretch, Sheathiog the steel in my advent'rous body. That hath been breeder of these dire events. Alas! you know, I am no vaunter, I ;
Luc. Set him breast-deep in earth, and famisk hin; My scars can witness, dumb although they are, There let him stand, and rave and cry for food! That my report is just, and full of truth.
If any one relieves or pities him,
themselves! Aar. 0, why should wrath be mute, and fury damb? Mar. Now is my turn to speak: Behold this child, I am no baby, I, that with base prayers,
[Pointing to the child in the arms of an Attendant. I should repent the evils I have done; of this was Tamora delivered;
Ten thousand, worse than ever yet I did, The issue of an irreligious Moor,
Would I perform, if I might have my
will: Chief architect and plotter of these woes;
If one good deed in all my life I did, The villain is alive in Titus' house,
I do repent it from my very soul. Dainn'd as he is, to witness this is true.
Luc. Some loving friends convey the emperor hence, Now judge, what cause had Titus to revenge And give him burial in his father's grave: These wrongs, unspeakable, past patience,
My father, and Lavinia, shall forthwith
Be closed in our household's monument.
But throw her forth to beasts, and birds of prey:
See justice done on Aaron, that damn d Moor, Speak, Romans, speak! and if yon say, we shall, From whom our heavy haps had their begiuving: Lo, hand in hand, Lucius and I will fall!
Then, afterwards, to order well the state; Acmil. Come, come, thou reverend man of Rome, That like events may ne'er it ruinate.
Wer $ons of the Drama.
14 Pander, and his life.
Boult, their servant.
Gower, as Chorus.
The Daughter of Antiochus.
Dionyza, wife to Cleon.
THASA, 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.
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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 kvit in her their best perfections.
Enter the duughter of Antiochus.
Per. See, where she comes, apparell'd like the spring,
Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king
Of every virtue gives renown to men !
Her face, the book of praises, where is read
Nothing but curious pleasures, as from thence
Sorrow were ever ras'd, and testy wrath
Could never be her mild companion.
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'd ; Who died, and left a female heir,
For death-like dragons here allright thee hard:
Her 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,
Tell thee 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 pone 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, lite's but breath; to trust it, error.
I'll make my will then; and, as sick men do,
So I bequeath a happy peace to you,
Enter ANTIOCHUS, Pericles, and Attendants. My riches to the earth from whence they came;
[To the daughter of Antiochus. Per. I have, Antiochus, and with a soul
Thus ready for the way of life or death,
I wait the sharpest blow, Antiochus,
AD W Ye No Th TE Ha Ai G A: (! Si
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.
If it be true that I interpret false,
As with foul incest to abuse your soul;
Where now you're both a father and a son, (He reads the Riddle.]
By your untimely claspings with your child,
(Which pleasure fits an husband, not a father ;)
And both like serpents are, who though they feed
On sweetest flowers, yet they poison breed.
Antioch, farewell! for wisdom sees, those men
Blash not in actions blacker, than the night,
Will shun no course to keep them from the light.
[Pukes hold of the hand of the Princess. By flight I'll shan the danger, which I fear. [Erit. Were not this glorious casket stor'd with ill:
Ant. He hath found the meaning, for the which the
To have his head.
Nor tell the world, Antiochus doth sin
And therefore instantly this prince must die;
For by his fall my honour must keep high.
Who attends on us there?
Thal. Doth your highness call ? Either expound now, or receive your sentence.
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.
We hate the prince of Tyre, and thou must kill him;
It fits thee not to ask the reason why,
Because we bid it. Say, is it done?
Thal. My lord,
'Tis done. And yet the end of all is bought thus dear,
Enter a Messenger, The breath is gone, and the sore eyes see clear:
Ant. Enough; To stop the air would hurt them. The blind mole
breath cool yourself, telling your haste. casts Gopp'd hills towards heaven, to tell, the earth is Mess. My lord, prince Perioles is fled. By man's oppression: and the poor worm doth die Wilt live, fly after! and as an arrow, shot
Ant. As thou
From a well-experienc'd archer, hits the mark
Unless thou say, Prince Pericles is dead!
Thal. My lord, if I
Can All love the womb that their first beings bred,
get him once within my pistol's length,
l'll make him sure: 60 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.] Yoong prince of
My heart can lend no succour to my head. [Esik. Tyre, Though by the tenour of our strict edíct,
SCENE II. - Tyre, A room in the palace. Your exposition misinterpreting,
Enter Pericles, Helicanus, and other Lords. We might proceed to cancel of your days; Per. Let none disturb us! Why this charge of 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 longer we do respite you;
By me so us’d 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: (The tomb where grief should sleep,) can 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,
Who seem'd my good protector; and being here,
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 in 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 thiok, 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 thee 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 heaven, from I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; whence
Who shuns 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, To take thy life.
Thou show'dst a subject's shine, I a true prince. Hel. (Kneeling] I have ground the axe myself;
[Exeunt. Do yon but strike the blow.
SCENE III. – Tyre. An antichamber in the palace. Per. Rise, pr’ythee, rise!
Enter TAALIARD. Sit down, sit down! thou art no flatterer:
Thal. So, this is Tyre, and this is the conrt. Here I thank thee for it! and high heaven forbid, must I kill king Pericles; and if I do not, I am sure That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid! to be hanged at home: 'tis dangerous. - Well,
I Fit counsellor, and servant for a prince,
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 bid? Snch 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. Hush, here come the lords of Who minister'st a potion auto me,
Tyre! That thou would'st tremble to receive thyself. Enter Helicans, EsCaneus, and other Lords. Attend me then: I went to Autioch,
Hel. You shall not need, my fellow peers of Tyre,