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He has done no more than other knights have done; Broken a staff, or so; so let it pass.
Thai. To me he seems like diamond to glass.
Per. Yon king's to me, like to my father's picture,
Sim. What, are you merry, knights?
sence? Sim. Here, with a cup that's stor'd unto the brim (As you do love, fill to your mistress' lips), We drink this health to you. Knights.
We thank your grace.
What is it
O, attend, my daughter;
Thai. Alas, my father, it befits not me, Unto a stranger knight to be so bold;
He may my proffer take for an offence,
[Aside. Sim. And further tell him, we desire to know, Of whence he is, his name and parentage.
Thai. The king my father, sir, has drunk to you.
Per. A gentleman of Tyre—my name, Pericles;
Sim. Now by the gods, I pity his misfortune,
['The Knights dance.
• Prepared for combat.
And I have often heard, you knights of Tyre
lord. Sim. O, that's as much as you would be deoy'd
[The Knights and ladies dance. of your fair courtesy.- Unclasp, unclasp; Thanks, gentlemen, to all; all have done well, But you the best. [To Pericles.] Pages and lights,
conduct These knights unto their several lodgings: Yours, sir, We have given orders to be next our own.
Per. I am at your grace's pleasure.
Sim. Princes, it is too late to talk of love, For that's the inark I know you level at: Therefore each one betake him to his rest; Tomorrow, all for speeding do their best.
Tyre. A room in the Governor's house.
Enter Helicanus and Escanes.
Hel. No, no, my Escanes; know this of me, Antiochus from incest liv'd not free; For which, the most high gods not minding longer To withhold the vengeance that they had in store, Due to this heinous capital offence, Even in the height and pride of all his glory, When he was seated, and his daughter with him, In a chariot of inestimable value, A fire from heaven came, and shrivel'd up Their bodies, even to loathing; for they so stunk,
That all those eyes ador'd them*, ere their fall,
Esca. 'Twas very strange.
And yet but just; for though
Esca. 'lis very true.
Enter three Lords. 1 Lord. See, not a man in private conference, Or council, has respect with him but he.
2 Lord. It shall no longer grieve without reproof. 3 Lord. Follow me then: Lord Helicane, a word. Hel. With me? and welcome: Happy day, my
lords. 1 Lord. Know that our griefs are risen to the top, And now at length they overflow their banks, Hel. Your griefs, for what? wrong not the prince
you love. 1 Lord. Wrong not yourself then, noble Helicane; But if the prince do live, let us salute him, Or know what ground's made happy by his breath, If in the world he live, we'll seek him out; If in his grave he rest, we'll find him there; And be resolv'dt, he lives to govern us, Or dead, gives cause to mourn his funeral, And leaves us to our free election, 2 Lord. Whose death's, indeed, the strongest in
our censure : And knowing this kingdom, if without a head (Like goodly buildings left without a roof), Will soon to ruin fall, your noble self, That best know'st how to rule, and how to reigo, We tbus submit unto,-our sovereign.
All. Live, noble Helicane!
• Which adored them.
If that you love prince Pericles, forbear.
1 Lord. To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield;
hands; When peers thus knit, a kingdom ever stands.
Pentapolis. A room in the palace.
Enter Simonides, reading a letter, the Knights
2 Knight. May we not get access to her, my lord ?