with the danger; therefore, if in our youths we could pick up some pretty estate, 'twere not amiss to keep our door hatch'd. Besides, the sore terms we stand upon with the gods, will be strong with us for giving over. Bawd. Come, other sorts offend as well as we. Pand. As well as we! ay, and better too; . we offend worse. Neither is our profession any trade; it's no calling:-but here comes Boult. Enter the PIRATES, and BOULT, dragging in Enter BOULT. Now, Sir, hast thou cried her through the market? Boult. I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs; I have drawn her picture with my voice. Baud. And I pr'ythee tell me, how dost thou find the inclination of the people, especially of the younger sort? Boult. "Faith, they listened to me, as they would have hearkened to their father's testament. There was a Spaniard's mouth so watered, that he went to bed to her very descrip Boult. Come your ways. [To MARINA.-Mytion. masters, you say she's a virgin? 1 Pirate. O, Sir, we doubt it not. Boult. Master, I have gone thorough for this piece, you see: if you like her, so; if not, I have lost my earnest. Bawd. Boult, has she any qualities? Boult. She has a good face, speaks well, and has excellent good clothes; there's no further necessity of qualities can make her be refused. Bawd. What's her price, Boult? Boult. I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces. Pand. Well, follow me, my masters; you shall have your money presently. Wife, take her in; instruct her what she has to do, that she may not be raw in her entertainment. [Exeunt PANDER and PIRATES. Bawd. Boult, take you the marks of her; the colour of her hair, complexion, height, age, with warrant of her virginity; and cry, He that will give most, shall have her first. Such a maidenhead were no cheap thing, if men were as they have been. Get this done as I command you. Boult. Performance shall follow. [Exit BOULT. Mar. Alack, that Leonine was so slack, so slow! (He should have struck, not spoke ;) or that these pirates, (Not enough barbarous,) had not overboard Bawd. Why lament you, pretty one? Bawd. Come, the gods have done their part in you. Mar. I accuse them not. Bawd. You are lit into my hands, where you are like to live. Mar. The more my fault, To 'scape his hands, where I was like to die. Bawd. Yes, indeed, shall you, and taste gentlemen of all fashions. You shail fare well; you shall have the difference of all complexions. What! do you stop your ears? Mar. Are you a woman? be not a woman? Bawd. We shall have him here to-morrow with his best ruff on. Boult. To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do you know the French knight that cowers* i'the hams? Bawd. Who? Monsieur Veroles? Boult. Ay; he offered to cut a caper at the proclamation; but he made a groan at it, and swore he would see her to-morrow. Bawd. Well, well: as for him, he brought his disease hither: here he does but repair it. I know, he will come in our shadow, to scatter his crowns in the sun. Boult. Well, if we had of every nation a traveller, we should lodge them with this sign. Bawd. Pray you, come hither awhile. You have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me; you must seem to do that fearfully, which you commit willingly; to despise profit, where you have most gain. To weep that you live as you do, makes pity in your lovers: Seldom, but that pity begets you a good opinion, and that opinion a meret profit. Mar. I understand you not. Boult. O, take her home, mistress, take her home: these blushes of hers must be quenched with some present practice. Bawd. Thou say 'st true, i'faith, so they must: for your bride goes to that with shame, which is her way to go with warrant. Boult. "Faith some do, and some do not. But, mistress, if I have bargained for the joint, Buwd. Thou may'st cut a morsel off the spit. Bawd. Who should deny it? Come, young one, I like the manner of your garments well. Boult. Ay, by my faith, they shall not be changed yet. Bawd. Boult, spend thou that in the town: report what a sojourner we have; you'll lose nothing by custom. When nature framed this piece, she meant thee a good turn; therefore say what a paragon she is, and thou hast the harvest out of thine own report. Boult. I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall not so awake the beds of eels, as my giving out her beauty stir up the lewdly-inclined. I'll bring home some to-night. Bawd. Come your ways; follow me. Mar. If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters Untied I still my virgin knot will keep. [deep, Diana, aid my purpose! Bawd. What have we to do with Diana? SCENE IV.-Tharsus.-A Room in CLEON'S Enter CLEON and DIONYZA. † An absolute, a certain profit. Cle. O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter You'll turn a child again. The stages of our story. Pericles Cle. Were I chief lord of all the spacious I'd give it to undo the deed. O lady, [world, Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princess To equal any single crown o'the earth, I'the justice of compare! O villain Leonine, Whom thou hast poison'd too! If thou hadst drunk to him, it had been a kind-This king to Tharsus, (think his pilot thought Becoming well thy feat: what canst thou say, So with his steerage shall your thoughts gra on,) [ness When noble Pericles shall demand his child? Cle. O, go to. Well, well, Of all the faults beneath the heavens, the gods Dion. Be one of those, that think The petty wrens of Tharsus will fly hence, To think of what a noble strain you are, Cle. To such proceeding Dion. Be it so then: [dead, And though you call my course unnatural, Cle. Heavens forgive it! Dion. And as for Pericles, What should he say? We wept after her hearse, Cle. Thou art like the harpy, Dion. You are like one that superstitiously Doth swear to the gods, that winter kills the But yet I know you'll do as I advise. [flies; [Exeunt. Enter GoWER, before the Monument of MARINA, at Tharsus. Gow. Thus time we waste, and longest Sail seas in cockles, have, and wish but for't; 1. c. Of a piece with the rest of thy exploit. From one boundary to another. To fetch his daughter home, who first is gon Like motes and shadows see them mover while; Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile. Dumb show. Enter at one door, PERICLES, with his Tra Gow. See how belief may suffer by foul show [Reads the inscription on MARUMS The fairest, sweet'st, and best, lies here, Therefore the earth, fearing to be o'erflow'd, Make raging battery upon shores of flint. Enter, from the Brothel, two GENTLEMEN. 1 Gent. But to have divinity preached there' Did you ever dream of such a thing? 2 Gent. No, no. Come, I am for no more bawdy-houses: shall we go hear the vestals sing? 1 Gent. I'll do any thing now that is virtuous; but I am out of the road of utting, for ever. [Exeunt. Enter PANDER, BAWD, and BOULT. Pund. Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her, she had ne'er come here. fencing, will you use him kindly? He will line your apron with gold. Mar. What he will do graciously, I will thankfully receive. Lys. Have you done? Bawd. My lord, she's not paced yet; you Bawd. Fie, fie upon her; she is able to freeze must take some pains to work her to your the god Priapus, and undo a whole genera-manage. Come, we will leave his honour and her together. tion. We must either get her ravished, or be [Exeunt BAWD, PANDER, and BOULT. rid of her. When she should do for clients her Lys. Go thy ways.-Now, pretty one, how Mar. What trade, Sir? fitment, and do me the kindness of our profes-long have you been at this trade? Boult. 'Faith, I must ravish her, or she'll disfurnish us of all our cavaliers, and make all our swearers priests. Pand. Now, the pox upon her green-sickness for me! Bawd. 'Faith, there's no way to be rid on't, but by the way to the pox. Here comes the lord Lysimachus, disguised. Boult. We should have both lord and lown, if the peevish baggage would but give way to customers. Enter LYSIMACHUS. Lys. How now? How a dozen of virgini ties? Bawd. Now, the gods to-bless your honour! Boult. I am glad to see your honour in good health. now, Lys. You may so; 'tis the better for you that your resorters stand upon sound legs. How wholesome iniquity? Have you that a man may deal withal, and defy the surgeon? Bawd. We have here one, Sir, if she would -but there never came her like in Mitylene. Lys. If she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou would'st say. Bawd. Your honour knows what 'tis to say, well enough. Lys. Well; call forth, call forth. Boult. For flesh and blood, Sir, white and red, you shall see a rose; and she were a rose indeed, if she had but Lys. What, pr'ythee? Boult. O, Sir, I can be modest. Lys. That dignifies the renown of a bawd, no less than it gives a good report to a number to be chaste. Enter MARINA. Bawd. Here comes that which grows to the stalk-never plucked yet, I can assure you. Is she not a fair creature? Lys. 'Faith, she would serve after a long voyage at sea. Well, there's for you;-leave us. Bawd. I beseech your honour, give me leave: a word, and I'll have done presently. Lys. I beseech you, do. Bared. First, I would have you note, this is an honourable man. [To MARINA, whom she takes aside. Mar. I desire to find him so, that I may worthily note him. Bawd. Next, he's the governor of this counby, and a man whom I am bound to. Mar. If he govern the country, you are bound to him indeed; but how honourable he is in that, I know not. Lys. What I cannot name, but I shall offend. Mar. I cannot be offended with my trade. Please you to name it. Lys. How long have you been of this profes sion? a Mar. Ever since I can remember. Lys. Did you go to it so young? Were you gamester at five, or at seven? Mar. Earlier too, Sir, if now I be one. Lys. Why, the house you dwell in, proclaims you to be a creature of sale. Mar. Do you know this house to be a place of such resort, and will come into it? I hear say, you are of honourable parts, and are the governor of this place. Lys. Why, hath your principal made known unto you who I am? Mar. Who is my principal? Lys. Why, your herb woman; she that sets seeds and roots of shame and iniquity. O, you have heard something of my power, and so stand aloof for more serious wooing. But I protest to thee, pretty one, my authority shall not see thee, or else look friendly upon thee. Come, bring me to some private place. Come, come." Mar. If you were born to honour,show it now; If put upon you, make the judgement good That thought you worthy of it. Lys. How's this? how's this?-Some more; -be sage. Mar. For me, That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune Lys. I did not think Thou couldst have spoke so well; ne'er Had I brought hither a corrupted mind, for thee: And the gods strengthen thee! Mar. The gods preserve you! from me, [AS LYSIMACHUS is putting up his Purse, BOULT enters. Boult. I beseech your honour, one piece for Bawd. 'Pray you, without any more virginal me. * How much? what price? * A wanton. Lys. Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper! | Could he but speak, would own a name too But for this virgin that doth prop it up, Mar. Whither would you have me? Re-enter BAWD. Bawd. How now! what's the matter? Boult. Worse and worse, mistress; she has here spoken holy words to the lord Lysima chus. Bawd. O abominable! dear. O that the gods would safely from this place With other virtues, which I'll keep from boast; Boult. But can you teach all this you speak of? Boult. Well, I will see what I can do for thee: if I can place thee, I will. Mar. But, amongst honest women? Boult. 'Faith, my acquaintance lies little amongst them. But since my master and mistress have bought you, there's no going but by their consent; therefore I will make them ac Boult. She makes our profession as it were quainted with your purpose, and I doubt not but I shall find them tractable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what I can; come your ways. to stink afore the face of the gods. Bawd. Boult, take her away; use her at thy pleasure: crack the glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable. Boult. An if she were a thornier piece of ground than she is, she shall be ploughed. Mar. Hark, hark, you gods! ACT V. [Exeunt. Gow. Marina thus the brothel scapes, and Bawd. She conjures: away with her. Would she had never come within my doors! Marry hang you! She's born to undo us. not go the way of women-kind? Marry come up, my dish of chastity with rosemary and bays! [Exit BAWD. Boult. Come, mistress; come your way with me. Of hell would not in reputation change: That hither comes enquiring for his tib; As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs. Mar. Do any thing but this thou doest. Old receptacles, common sewers, of filth; Cope, or canopy of heaven. berry; That even her art sisters the natural roses : Whence, driven before the winds, he is arriv'd coast Suppose him now at anchor. The city striv'd whence To the SAILOR of Mitylene. + Needle. O here he is. Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene. Who craves to come aboard. What is your That bears recovery's name. But, since your Hel. That he have his. Call up some gen-But weary for the staleness. Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls. Enter two GENTLEMEN. 1 Gent. Doth your lordship call? Hel. Gentlemen, There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray you, To greet them fairly. [The GENTLEMEN and the two SAILORS de- Enter, from thence, LYSIMACHUS and LORDS; the This is the man that can, in aught you would, Lys. Hail, reverend Sir! The gods preserve Hel. And you, Sir, to out-live the age I am, And die as I would do. Lys. You wish me well. Being on shore, honouring of Neptune's Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us, Lys. I am governor of this place you lie be fore. Hel. Sir, Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king; Lys. Upon what ground is his distempera ture? Hel. Sir, it would be too tedious to repeat; Lys. May we not see him, then? But bootless is your sight; he will not speak Lys. Yet, let me obtain my wish. Lys. Sir, king, all hail! the gods preserve Hail, royal Sir! Hel. It is in vain; he will not speak to you. 1 Lord. Sir, we have a maid in Mitylene, I durst wager, Lys. "Tis well bethought. He whispers one of the attendant LORDS.~~ To lengthen or prolong his grief. Lys. O, Sir, a courtesy, Which if we should deny, the most just God Hel. Sit, Sir, I will recount it ;- Enter, from the Barge, LORD, MARINA, and a The lady' that I sent for. Welcome, fair one! Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd Of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish Mar. Sir, I will use My utmost skill in his recovery, Lys. Come, let us leave her, Lys. Mark'd he your music? Mur. No, nor look'd on us. [MARINA sings. Lys. See, she will speak to him. Mur. I am a maid, My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes, Per. My fortunes-parentage-good paren- [you? To equal mine!-was it not thus? what say Per. I do think so. You are like something that-What country- Mar. No, nor of any shores: Per. I am great with woe, and shall deliver My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a square brows; Her stature to an inch; as wand-like straight |