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Mar. My name, sir, is Marina.

Per. O, I am mock'd, And thou by some incensed god sent hither To make the world laugh at me.

Mar. Patience, good sir, Or here I'll cease.

er. Nay, I'll be patient;

Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me,
To call thyself Marina.

Mar. The name Marina,
Was given me by one that had some power;
My father, and a king.

Per. How ! a king's daughter? And call'd Marina'

Mar. You said you would believe me; But, not to be a troubler of your peace, I will end here.

Per. But are you flesh and blood? Have you a working pulse 2 and are no fairy No motion?—Well ; speak on. Where were you

And wherefore call'd Marina 2 [born ?
Mar. Call'd Marina,
For I was born at sea.
Per. At sea thy mother?

Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king; Who died the very minute I was born, As my good nurse Lychorida hath ost Deliver'd weeping. Per. O, stop there a little! This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep Did mock sad fools withal: this cannot be. My daughter's buried. (Aside.) Well:—where were you bred 2 I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story, And never interrupt you. [give o’er. Mar. You'll scarce believeme; 'twere best I did Per. I will believe you by the syllable Of what you shall deliver. Yet, give me leave:— How came you in these parts 2 where were you bred 2 |. ; Mar. The king, my father, did in Tharsus leave Till cruel Cleon, with his wicked wife, Did'seek to murder me: and having woo'd A villain to attempt it, who having drawn, A crew of pirates came and rescued me; Brought me to Mitylene. But now, good sir, Whither will you have me? Why do you weep 2 It may be, You think me an impostor: no, good faith; I am the daughter to king Pericles, If good king Pericles be. er. Ho, Helicanus! Hel. Calls my gracious lord 2 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? Hel. I know not; but Here is the regent, sir, of Mitylene, Speaks nobly of her. ys. 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, Q'erbear the shores of my mortality, [hither, And drown me with their sweetness.-O, come 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. Mar. What is your title? Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now

First, sir, I pray,

As in the rest thou hast been godlike perfect.) My drown'd queen's name, thou art the heir ef kingdoms, And anothi. 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. [child. Per. Now, blessing on thee, rise; thon art of Give me fresh garments. Mine own, Helicanus, (Not dead at Tharsus, as she should have been, By savage Cleon,) she shall tell thee all; When thou shalt kneel and justify in knowledge, She is thy very ... "W. is this? Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mitylene, Who, hearing of your melancholy state, Did come to see you. Per. I embrace you, sir. Give me my robes; I am wild in my beholding. O heavens bless my girl! But hark, what music?– Tell Helicanus, my Marina, tell him O'er, point by point, for yet he seems to doubt. How sure you are my daughter.—But what music! Hel. My lord, I hear none. Per. None? The music of the spheres: list, my Marina. Lys. It is not good to cross him ; give him way. Per. Rarest sounds ! Do ye not hear? &. Music? my lord, I hear— Per. Most heavenly music: It nips me unto list’ning, and thick slumber Hangs on mine eye-lids; let me rest. (He sleeps Lys. A pillow for his head; (The curtain before the Parilion of Perick 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, Mario, and attendant Lady. Scex E II.-The same. Pericles on the deck asleep; DIANA appearing a him as in a vision. Dia. My temple stands in Ephesus: bie the 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. 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 MARiva. Hel. Sir. Per. My purpose was for Tharsus, there to strike The inhospitable Cleon; but I am For other service first : toward Ephesus Turn our blown sails; estsoons I'll tell thee who – To Helicuses. Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore, And give you gold for o provision As our intents will need [ashore. Lys. With all my heart, sir; and when you ceae I have another suit. Per. You shall prevail, Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems You have been noble towards her. S. Sir, lend vour arm, Per. Come, my Marina. [Exes'. Enter Gowen, before the temple of Diana at Ephesus. Gow. Now our sands are almost run: More a little, and then done. >

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f Per. Hail, Dian! to perform thy just command,
I here confess myself the king of Tyre;
Who, frighted from my country, did wed
The fair Thaisa, at Pentapolis.
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.
hai. Voice and favour!—
You are, you are—0, royal Pericles —
(She faints.)
Per. What means the woman? she dies' help,
Cer. Noble sir,
If you have told Diana's altar true,
This is your wise.

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er. Reverend appearer, no; I threw her o'erboard with these very arms. Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you. Per. T. most certain. Cer. Look to the lady;-0, she's but o'erjoy'd. Early, one blust'ring morn, this lady was Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and plac'd Here in Diana's temple. [her Per. 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! If he be none of mine, my sanctity Will to my sense bend no licentious ear, 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 2 Per. The voice of dead Thaisal Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead And drown'd. Per. Immortal Dian! Thai. VWhen we with tears parted Pentapolis, The king, my father, gave you .. a ring.

(Shews a ring.)

Now I know you better.—

Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well,
Than on the touching of her lips I may
Melt, and no more be seen. § come, be buried
A second time within these arms.
Mar. 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.
Thai. Bless'd, and mine own!
Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!
Thai. I know you not.
Per. You have heard me say, when ! did fly
from Tyre,

I left behind an ancient substitute.
Can you remember what I call'd the man?
I have nam'd him oft.
Thai. 'Twas Helicanus then.
Per. Still confirmation:
Fmbrace 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. . Cerimon, my lord ; this man,
Through whom the gods have shewn their power;
that can
From first to last resolve you.
Per. Reverend sir,
The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god than you. Will you deliver
How this dead queen re-lives?

Cer. I will, my lord. Beseech you, first go with me to my house, Where ... be shewn you all was found with her; How she came placed here within the temple; No needful thing omitted.

Per. 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 lov’d Marina, clip to form; And what these fourteen years no razor touch'd, To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify.

hai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit,

Sir, that my father's dead. [my queen,

Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, 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. feat.

Enter Gow ER.

Gorr. In Antioch, and his daughter, you have

ear 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 F. well descry A figure of truth, of faith, *...". In reverend Cerimon there well appears, The worth that learned . aye wears. For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd


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.

Per. This, this; no more, you gods' your pre

sent kinduess

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- ACT i. Scene I-A Room of State in King Lear's Palace. Enter KENT, Gloster, and Ed MUND. Kent. I thought, the king had more affected the duke of Albany, than Cornwall. Glo. It did always seem so to us: but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so weigh'd, that curiosity in neither can make choice of either's moiety. Kent. Is not this your son, my lord? Glo. His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge: I have so often blush'd to acknowledge him, that now I am brazed to it. Kent. I cannot conceive wou. Glo. Sir, this young fellow's mother could: whereupon she grew round-wombed; and had, indeed, sir, a son for her cradle, ere she had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a fault, Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so o: Glo. But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my account: though this knave came somewhat saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was his mother fair; there was good sport at his making, and the whoreson must be acknowledged.—Do you know this noble gentleman, Edmund? Edin. No, my lord. Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter as my honourable friend. m. My services to your lordship. . [better. Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you Edm. Sir, I shall study deserving.

Glo. He hath been out nine years, and away be shall again:-The king is coming. (Trumpets sound orithin,

Enter LEAR, CornwALL, ALBANY, GoxEEII REGAN, CoRDellA, and Attendants.

Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Gloster. Glo. I shall, my liege. [Exearnt Glo. and Eds. Lear. Mean-time we shall express our darket purpose. [divided, Give me the map there. —Know, that we have In three, our kingdom; and 'tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburden'd crawl toward death.-Our son of Carrwall

And you, our no less loving son of Albany,
We have this hour a constant will to publish
Our daughters' several dowers, that future strise
May be prevented now. The princes, France and
Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love,
Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn,
And here are to be answer'd.—Tell me, my daugh-
§. now we will divest us, both of rule,
nterest of territory, cares of state,)
Which of you, shall we say, doth love us most?
That we our largest bounty may extend
Where merit doth most challenge it.—Goneril,
Our eldest-born, speak first.
Gon. Sir, I
Do love you more than words can wield the matter,


Dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty; - Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare; ... Noless than life, with grace, health, beauty, honour: " As much as child e'er lov'd, or father found. | Alove, that makes breath poor, and speech unable; Beyond all manner of so much I love you. lor. What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be silent. (Aside.) Lear. Of all these bounds, even from this line to this, With shadowy forests and with champains rich'd; With plenteous rivers, and wide-skirted meads, We make thee lady: To thine and Albany's issue Be this perpetual.--What says our seconddaughter, Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak. Reg. I am made of that self metal as my sister, And prize me at her worth. In my true heart I ... she names my very deed of love; Only she comes too short, that I profess Myself an enemy to all other joys, Which the most precious square of sense possesses; And find, I am alone felicitate In your dear highness' love. or. Then poor Cordelia! (Aside.) And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love's More richer than my tongue. Lear. To thee, and thine, hereditary ever, Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom; No less in space, validity, and pleasure, Than that confirm'd on Goneril.-Now, our joy, Although the last, not least; to whose young love The vines of France, and milk of Burgundy, Strive to be interess'd; what can you say, to draw A third more opulent than your sisters? Speak. Cor. Nothing, my lord. Lear. Nothing? Cor. Nothing. Lear. Nothing can come of nothing: speak again. Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty * According to my bond ; nor more, nor less, Lear. How, how, Cordelia! mend your speech a little, Lest it may mar your fortunes. Cor.

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Good my lord, You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me . I Return those duties back as are right fit, Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Why have my sisters husbands, if they say, They love you, all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord, whose hand must take my plight, shall

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Half my ioiu him, half my care, and duty:
Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters,
To love my father all.

Lear. But goes this with thy heart?

Cor. Ay, good my lord.

Lear. So young, and so untender?

Cor. So young, my lord, and true. [dower:

Lear. Let it be so, -Thy truth, then be thy For, by the sacred radiance of the sun; The mysteries of Hecate, and the night; By all the operations of the orbs, From whom we do exist, and cease to be; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, ..o.o.o. and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee, from this, for ever. The barbarous


Or he that makes his generation messes
To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom
Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and reliev'd,
As thou, my sometime daughter.

Kent. Good my liege,

Lear. Peace, Kent!
Some not between the dragon and his wrath:
I lov’d her most, and thought to set my rest

So be my grave my peace, as here I give
Her father's heart from her | – Call France;—
Who stirs?
Call Burgundy.-Cornwall, and Albany,
With my two daughters' dowers digest this third:
Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her.
I do invest you jointly with my power,
Pre-eminence, and all the large effects, [course,
That troop with majesty.— Ourself, by monthly
With reservation of an hundred knights,
§. you to be sustain'd, shall our abode so
ake with you by due turns. Only we still re-
The name, and all the additions to a Kio,
The sway,
Revenue, execution of the rest,
Beloved sons, be yours: which to confirm,
This coronet part between you. (Giving the crown.)
Kent. Ro #.
Whom I have ever honour'd as my Kio.
Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd,
As my great patron thought on in my prayers,
Lear. The bow is bent and drawn, make from
the shaft.
Kent. Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
The region of my heart: be Kent unmannerly,
When Lear is mad. What would'st thou do, old
Think'st thon, that duty shall have dread to speak,
When power to flattery bows? To plainness ho-
nour's bound,
When majesty stoops to folly. Reverse thy doom;
And, in thy best consideration, check
This hideous rashness: answer my life my judgment,
Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least;
Nor are those empty-hearted, whose low sound
Reverbs no hollowness.
Lear. Kent, on thy life, no more.
Kent. My life I never held but as a pawn
To wage against thine enemies; nor fear to lose it,
Thy safety being the motive.
}. Out of my sight!
Kent. See better, Lear; and let me still remain
The true blank of thine eye.
Lear. Now, by Apollo,

Kent. Now, by Apollo, king, Thou swear'st thy gods in vain. Lear. O, vassal' miscreant'

(Laying his hand on his sword.) Alb. 3 Corn. Dear sir, forbear. Kent. Do ; Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow Upon o foul disease. Revoke thy gift; Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my throat, I'll tell thee, thou dost evil. Lear. Hear me, recreant! On thine allegiance hear me!— Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow, (Which we durst never yet,) and, with strain'd ride, To come betwixt our sentence and our power; (Which nor our nature nor our place can bear,) Our potency made good, take thy reward. Five days we do allot thee, for provision To shield thee from diseases of the world; And, on the sixth, to turn thy hated back Upon our kingdom: if, on the tenth day following, #. banish'd trunk be found in our dominions, The moment is thy death: Away! by Jupiter, This shall not be revok'd. |...} Kent. Fare thee well, king: since thus thou wilt Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.— The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid. (To Cordelia.) That justly think'st, and hast most rightly said – And your large speeches may your deeds approve, (To Regan and Goneril.) That good effects may spring from words of love—

On her kind nursery, Hence, and avoid my sight! (To Cordelia.)

Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu: He'll shape his old course in a country new. [Exit.


Re-enter Gloster ; with FRANCE, BURGUNDY,
and Attendants.
Glo. Here's France and Burgundy, my noble
Lear. My lord of Burgundy, lord.
We first address towards you, who with this king
Hath rivall'd for our daughter; What, in the least,
Will you require in present dower with her,
Or cease your quest of love?
atr. Most royal majesty,
I crave no more than hath your highness offer'd,
Nor will you tender less.
ar. Right noble Burgundy,
When she was dear to us, we did hold her so;
But now her price is fall'n: Sir, there she stands;
If aught within that little, seeming substance,
Or all of it, with our displeasure piec'd,
And nothing more, may fitly like your grace,
She's there, and she is yours.

r". Lear. Sir, Will you, with those infirmities she owes, Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate, |. Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with our Take her, or leave her? Bur. Pardon me, royal sir; Election makes not up on such conditions. Lear. Then leave her, sir; for, by the power that made me, I tell you all her wealth.-For you, great king. (To France.) I would not from your love make such a stray, To match you where I hate; therefore o you To avert your liking a more worthier way, Than on a wretch, whom nature is asham'd Almost to acknowledge hers. France. This is most strange' That she, that even but now was your best object, The argument of your praise, balm of your age, Most best, most dearest, should in this trice of time Commit a thing so monstrous, to dismantle So many folds of favour! Sure, her offence Must be of such unnatural degree, That monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd affection Fall into taint: o to believe of her, Must be a faith, that reason without miracle Could never plant in me. Cor. I yet beseech your majesty, o: for I want that glib and oily art, o o and purpose not; since what I well intend, I'll do.'t before I speak,) that you make known It is no vicious blot, murder, or foulness, No unchaste action, or dishonour'd step, That hath depriv'd me of your grace and favour: But even for want of that, for which I am richer; A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue, That I am glad I have not, though not to have it, Hath lost me in your liking.

I know no answer.

r". Better thon Had'st not been born, than not to have pleas'd me better.

France. Is it but this? a tardiness in nature, Which often leaves the history unspoke, That it intends to do?—My lord of Burgundy, What say you to the lady f Love is o: When it is mingled with respects, that stand Aloof from the entire point." Will you have her? She is herself a dowry.

tor. Royal Lear,

Give but that o which yourself propos'd,
And here I take Cordelia by the hand,
Duchess of Burgundy.

Lear. Nothing: I have sworn; I am firm.

Bur. I am sorry then, you have so lost a father, That you must lose a husband.

or. Peace be with Burgundy

Since that respects of fortune are his love,
I shall not be his wife. [ing poor;

France. Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, be. Most choice, forsaken; and most lov’d, despisod'

Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon: Be it lawful, I take up what's cast away. Gods, gods! 'tis strange, that from their cold st neglect My love should kindle to inflam'd respect.— Thy dowerless daughter, king, thrown to my chance, Is queen of us, of ours, and our fair France: Not all the dukes of wat'rish Burgundy, Shall buy this unpriz'd precious maid of me.Bid them }. Cordelia, though unkind: Thou losest here, a better where to find. Lear. Thou hast her, France: let her be thine; for we Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see That face of hers again:—Therefore, be gone, Without our grace, our love, our benizon.— Come, noble §. [Flourish. Exeunt Lear, Burgundy, Cornwall, Albany, Gloster, and Attendants. France. Bid farewell to your sisters. Cor. The jewels of our father, with wash’d eyes Cordelia leaves you: I know you what you are; And, like a sister, am most loath to call Your faults, as they are nam'd. Use well our father To your professed bosoms I commit him; But yet, alas! stood I within his grace, I would prefer him to a better place. So farewell to you both. Gon. Prescribe not us our duties. Reg. Let your study Be, to content your lord; who hath receiv'd you At fortune's alms. You have obedience scanted, And well are worth the want that you have wanted. Cor. Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides; Who cover faults, at last shame them derides. Well may you prosper! France. Come, my fair Cordelia. [Exeunt France and Cordeña. Gon. Sister, it is not alittle I have to say, of what most nearly appertains to us both. I think, our father will {e. to-night. Reg. That's most certain, and with you; next month with us. Gon. You see how full of changes his age is; the observation we have made of it hath not been little: he always loved our sister most; and with what poor judgment he hath now cast her off, appears too grossly. Reg. "Tis the infirmity of his age: yet he bath ever but slenderly known himself. Gon. The best and soundest of his time hath been but rash ; then must we look to receive from his age, not alone the imperfections of long-engrafied condition, but, therewithal, the unruly waywardness, that infirm and choleric years bring with them. Reg. Such unconstant starts are we like to have from him, as this of Kent's banishment. Gon. There is further compliment of leave-taking between France and him. Pray you, let us hit together: If our father carry authority with such disositions as he bears, this last surrender of his will i. offend us. Reg. We shall further think of it. Gon. We must do something, and i' the heat.

[Exes'. Scene II.-A Hall in the Earl of Gloster's Casti. Enter EDMUND, with a letter. Edm. Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy law My services are bound: Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moonshines Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact. My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base? Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take More composition and fierce quality,

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