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You shall prevail,
Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems
You have been noble towards her.

Sir, lend your arm.
Per. Come, my Marina.


Enter Gower, before the temple of Diana at


Gow. Now our sands are almost run;
More a little, and then done.
This, as my last boon, give me
(For such kindness must relieve me),
That you aptly will suppose
What pageantry, what feats, what shows,
What miostrelsy, and pretty din,
The regent made in Mitylin,
To greet the king. So he has thriv'd,
That he is promis'd to be wiv'd
To fair Marina; but in no wise,
Till he* had done his sacrifice,
As Dian bade: whereto being bound,
The interim, pray you, all confoundt.
In feather'd briefness sails are fillid,
And wishes fall out as they're will'd.
At Ephesus, the temple see,
Our king, and all his company.
That he can hither copie so soon,
Is by your fancy's thankful boon. [Erit.

. i. e. Pericles.
+ Confound here siguifies to consume.


The temple of Diana at Ephesus: Thaisa standing near the altar, as high-priestess; a number of

ins on each side; Cerimon and other inhabit. ants of Ephesus attending.

Enter Pericles, with his train; Lysimachus, Heli

canus, Mariua, and a Lady. 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 Thaísa, at Pentapolis. At sea in childbed died she, but brought fortb 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 fortuues brought the maid aboard us, Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she Made known herself my daughter Thai.

Voice and favour! You are you are- royal Pericles !-- (she faints. Per. What means the woman? she dies! hely,

Cer. Noble sir,
If you have told Diana's altar true,
This is your wife.

Reverend appearer, no;
I threw her o'erboard with these very arms.
Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you.

Tis most certain. Cer. Look to the lady;-0, she's but o'erjoy'd.

* i, e. Her white robe of innocence.

Early, one blust'ring miorn, 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.

May we see them ? Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my

Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is

Thai. 0, 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?

The voice of dead Thaisa !
Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead,
And drown'd.

Per. Immortal Dian!

Now I know you better
When we with tears parted Pentapolis,
The king, my father, gave you such a ring.

[Shows a ring. Per. This, this: no more, you gods! your present

kindness Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well, That on the touching of her lips I may Melt, and no more be seen. O conie, 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,

Thaisa ;
Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina.
For she was yielded there.

• Sensual passion.


Bless'd and mine own! Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen! Thai.

I know you not. Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly from

I left behind an ancient substitute.
Can you remember what I call'd tlie man?
I have nam'd him oft.

'Twas Helicanus then.
Per. Still confirmation:
Embrace 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. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man
Through whom the gods have shown their power;

that can
From first to last resolve you.

Reverend sir,
The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god than you. Will you deliver
How this dead queen re-lives?

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

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 this fourteen years po razor touch'd,
To grace thy marriage day, I'll beautify.

Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, Sir, that my father's dead.

• i.e. His beard.

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

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.


Enter Gower. Gow. In Autioch®, and his daughter, you have

heard of monstrous lust the due and just reward: In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen (Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keep), Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast, Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last. In Helicanus may you well descry A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty: . In reverend Cerimon there well appears, The worth that learned charity ayet wears. For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd name 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.

(Erit Gower.

• i. e. The king of Antioch.


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