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1 Fish. Ay, sir; and he deserves to be so call'd, for his peaceable reign, and good government.
Per. He is a happy king, since he gains from his subjects the name of good by his government. How far is his court distant from this shore?
1 Fish. Marry, sir, half a day's journey: and I'll tell you, he hath a fair daughter, and to-morrow is her birth-day; and there are princes and knights come from all parts of the world, to joust and tourney for her love.
Per. Were my fortunes equal to my desires, I could wish to make one there.
1 Fish. O, sir, things must be as they may; and what a man cannot get, he may lawfully deal for [ ] his wife's soul.
The two Fishermen return, drawing up a net.
2 Fish. Help, master, help! here's a fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law; 'twill hardly come out. Ha! bots on 't; 'tis come at last, and 'tis turn'd to a rusty armour.
Per. An armour, friends! I pray you, let me see it. Thanks, fortune, yet, that after all crosses Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself: And though it was mine own, part of mine heritage, Which my dead father did bequeath to me, With this strict charge, (even as he left his life :) "Keep it, my Pericles, it hath been a shield 'Twixt me and death ;" (and pointed to this brace) "For that it sav'd me, keep it; in like necessity, (The which the gods protect thee from !) it may defend thee." It kept where I kept, I so dearly lov'd it,
Till the rough seas, that spare not any man,
1 Fish. What mean you, sir?
Per. To beg of you, kind friends, this coat of worth, For it was sometime target to a king; I know it by this mark. He lov'd me dearly, And for his sake I wish the having of it; And that you'd guide me to your sovereign's Court, "Where with it I may appear a gentleman: And if that ever my low fortunes better, I'll pay your bounties; till then, rest your debtor.
1 Fish. Why, wilt thou tourney for the lady?
Per. I'll shew the virtue I have borne in arms.
1 Fish. Why, do ye take it; and the gods give thee good on 't!
2 Fish. Ay, but hark you, my friend; 'twas we that made, up this garment through the rough seams of the waters: there are certain condolements, certain vails. I hope, sir, if you thrive, you'll remember from whence you had it.
Per. Believe it, I will.
2 Fish. We'll sure provide: thou shalt have my best gown to make thee a pair; and I'll bring thee to the Court myself.
Per. Then honour he hut a goal to my will! This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill. [Exeunt*
The Same. A Platform leading to the Lists. A Pavilion near it for the reception of the King, Princess, Ladies, Lords, &c.
Enter Simonides, Thaisa, Lords, and Attendants.
Simonides. Are the knights ready to begin the triumph?
1 Lord. They are, my liege; And stay your coming to present themselves.
Sim. Return them, we are ready; and our daughter, In honour of whose birth these triumphs are, Sits here, like Beauty's child, whom Nature gat For men to see, and seeing wonder at. [Exit a Lord.
Thaisa. It pleaseth you, my royal father, to express My commendations great, whose merit 's less.
Sim. 'Tis fit it should be so; for princes are
Thai. Which, to preserve mine honour, I'll perform.
Enter a Knight: he passes over, and his Squire presents his shield to the Princess.
Sim. Who is the first that doth prefer himself? Thai. A knight of Sparta, my renowned father;
And the device he bears upon his shield
Sim. He loves you well that holds his life of you, [The second Knight passes over. Who is the second that presents himself?
Thai. A prince of Macedon, my royal father; And the device he bears upon his shield Is an arm'd knight that's conquer'd by a lady: The motto thus, in Spanish, Piu por didzura que por fuerza. [The third Knight passes over.
Sim. And what 's the third?
Thai. The third of Antioch;
And his device, a wreath of chivalry:
[The fourth Knight passes over. Sim. What is the fourth?
Thai. A burning torch that's turned upside down; The word, Quod me alit, me extinguit.
Sim. Which shews that beauty hath his power and will, Which can as well inflame as it can kill.
[The fifth Knight passes over. Thai. The fifth, a hand environed with clouds, Holding out gold that's by the touchstone tried; The motto thus, Sic spectanda fides.
[The sixth Knight passes over. Sim. And what's the sixth and last, the which the knight himself With such a graceful courtesy deliver'd?
Thai. He seems to be a stranger; but his present is A wither'd branch that's only green at top: The motto, In hac spe vivo. Sim. A pretty moral:
From the dejected state wherein he is,
He hopes by you his fortunes yet may flourish.
1 Lord. He had need mean better than his out
ward shew Can any way speak in his just commend; For by his rusty outside he appears To have practis'd more the whipstock than the lance.
2 Lord. He well may be a stranger, for he comes To an honour'd triumph strangely furnished.
3 Lord. And on set purpose let his armour rust Until this day, to scour it in the dust.
Sim. Opinion 's but a fool, that makes us scan The outward habit by the inward man. But stay, the knights are coming: we'll withdraw Into the gallery. [Exeunt.
[Great* shouts within, and all cry, The mean knight!
The Same. A Hall of State. — A Banquet prepared.
Enter Simokides, Thaisa, LadieSj Lords, Knights, and Attendants.
Thai. But you, my knight and guest;