SIMONIDES, King of Pentapolis. CLEON, Governor of Tarsus. CERIMON, a Lord of Ephesus. THALIARD, a Lord of Antioch. PHILEMON, Servant to Cerimon. A Pandar. BOULT, his Servant. The Daughter of Antiochus. DIONYZA, Wife to Cleon. THAISA, Daughter to Simonides. MARINA, Daughter to Pericles and Thaisa. LYCHORIDA, Nurse to Marina. A Bawd. Lords, Ladies, Knights, Gentlemen, Sailors, Pirates, Fishermen, and Messengers. DIANA. GOWER, as Chorus. SCENE Dispersedly in various Countries. PERICLES ACT I Enter GOWER. Before the Palace of Antioch. To sing a song that old was sung, To glad your ear, and please your eyes. It hath been sung at festivals, On ember-eves and holy-ales; And lords and ladies in their lives The purchase is to make men glorious; This Antioch, then, Antiochus the Great I tell you what mine authors say: With whom the father liking took, Bad child, worse father! to entice his own But custom what they did begin As yon grim looks do testify. What now ensues, to the judgment of your eye Exit. SCENE 1.-Antioch. A Room in the Palace. Enter ANTIOChus, PericleS, and Attendants. Ant. Young Prince of Tyre, you have at large receiv'd The danger of the task you undertake. Per. I have, Antiochus, and, with a soul Embolden'd with the glory of her praise, Think death no hazard in this enterprise. Ant. Bring in our daughter, clothed like a bride, For the embracements even of Jove himself; At whose conception, till Lucina reign'd, Nature this dowry gave, to glad her presence, The senate-house of planets all did sit, To knit in her their best perfections. Music. Enter the Daughter of ANTIOCHUS. Per. See, where she comes apparell'd like the spring, Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king Of every virtue gives renown to men ! Her face the book of praises, where is read You gods, that made me man, and sway in love, Per. That would be son to great Antiochus. Tell thee with speechless tongues and semblance pale, For going on death's net, whom none resist. Per. Antiochus, I thank thee, who hath taught My frail mortality to know itself, And by those fearful objects to prepare For death remember'd should be like a mirror, |