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be sage.

from me,

Pand. Now, the pox upon her green-sickness Mar. If ye were born to honor, show it now; for me!

If put upon you, make the judgment good Bawl. 'Faith, there's no way to be rid on't, but that thought you worthy of it. by the way to the pox. Here comes the lord Lysi- Lys. How's this? how's this?-Some more ?machus, disguised.

Boult. We should have both lord and lown, if Mar. For me, the peevish baggage would but give way to cus- That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune tomers.

Hath placed me here within this loathsome sty, Enter LYSIMACHUS.

Where, since I came, diseases have been sold Lys. How now? How a dozen of virginities?

Dearer than physic,-0 that the good gods

Would set me free from this unhallow'd place, Buwl. Now, the gods to bless your honor! Boult . I am glad to see your honor in good Though they did change me to the meanest bird

That flies i' the purer air! health.


I did not think Lys. You may so: 'tis the better for you that thou couldst have spoke so well; ne'er dream'd your resorters stand upon sound legs. How now,

thou couldst. wholesome iniquity? Have you that a man may Had I brought bither a corrupted mind, deal withal, and defy the surgeon? Bawd. We have here one, sir, if she would

Thy speech had alter'd it. Hold, here's gold for

thee : but there never came her like in Mitylene. Lys. If she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou And the gods strengthen thee!

Perséver still in that clear way thou goest, wouldst say.

Mar. The gods preserve you! Bawd. Your honor knows what 'tis to say, well


For me, be you thoughten enough.

That I came with no ill intent; for to me
Lys. Well; call forth, call forth.
Buult. For tlesh and blood, sir, white and red, Farewell. Thou art a piece of virtue, and

The very doors and windows savor vilely, you shall see a rose; and she were a rose indeed, | I doubt not but thy training haih been noble.if she had but

Hold; here's more gold for thee.-
Lys. What, pr‘ythee?
Boult. 0, sir, I can be modest.

A curse upon him, die he like a thief,
Lys. That dignifies the renown of a bawd, no less That robs thee of thy goodness!—If thou hear'st
than it gives a good report to a number to be chaste. It shall be for thy good.

[A8 LYSIMACHUS is putting up his Purse, Bawd. Here comes that which grows to the stalk;

BOULT enters. -never plucked yet, I can assure you. Is she not Boult. I beseech your honor. one piece for me. a fair creature?

Lys. Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper! Your Lys. 'Faith, she would serve after a long voyage

house, at sea. Well, there's for you;-leave us.

But for this virgin, that doth prop it up, Bawd. I beseech your honor, give me leave; a Would sink, and overwhelm you all. Away! word, and I'll have done presently.

[Exit LYSIMACHUS. Lys. I beseech you, do.

Boult. How's this? We must take another course Bawd. First, I would have you note, this is an with you. If your peevish chastity, which is not honorable man.

worth a breakfast in the cheapest country under (To MARINA, whom she takes asisle. the cope, shall undo a whole household, let me be Mar. I desire to find him so, that I may worthily gelded like a spaniel. Come your ways. note him.

Mar. Whither would you have me? Bawd. Next, he is the governor of this country, Boult. I must have your maidenhead taken off, and a man whom I am bound to.

or the common hangman shall execute it. Come Mur. If he govern the country, you are bound your way. We'll have no more gentlemen driven to him indeed; but how honorable he is in that, away. Come your ways, I say. I know not.

Re-enter Bawd. Bawd. 'Pray you, without any more virginal fencing, will you use him kindly? He will line Baud. How now! what's the matter? your apron with gold.

Boult. Worse and worse, mistress; she has here Mar. What he will do graciously, I will thank- spoken holy words to the lord Lysimachus. fully receive.

Bawd. O abominable! Lys. Have you done?

Boult. She makes our profession, as it were, to Buwd. My lord, she's not paced yet; you must stink afore the face of the gods. take some pains to work her to your manage. Bawd. Marry, hang her up forever! Come, we will leave his honor and her together. Boult. The nobleinan would have dealt with her

(Exeunt Bawd, Pander, and Boult. like a nobleman, and she sent him away as cold as Lys. Go thy ways.-Now, pretty one, how long a snowball; saying his prayers too. have you been at this trade?

Bawd. Boult, take her away; use her at thy Mar. What trade, sir?

pleasure: crack the glass of her virginity, and make Lys. What I cannot name but I shall offend. the rest malleable. Mar. I cannot be offended with my trade. Please

Boult. An if she were a thornier piece of ground you to name it.

than she is, she shall be ploughed. Lys. How long have you been of this profession?

Mar. Hark, hark, you gods! Mar. Ever since I can remember.

Bawd. She conjures: away with her. Would Lys. Did you go to it so young? Were you a she had never come within my doors! Marry hang gamester at tive, or at seven?

you! She's born to undo us. Will you not go the Mar. Earlier 100, sir, if now I be one.

way of woman-kind ? Marry come up, my dish of Lys. Why, the house you dwell in, proclaims chastity with rosemary and bays ! [Exit Bawd. you to be a creature of sale.

Boult. Come, mistress; come your way with me. Mar. Do you know this house to be a place of Mar. Whither would you have me? such resort, and will come into it? I hear say, you Boult. To take from you the jewel you hold so are of honorable parts, and are the governor of this dear. place.

Mar. Pr’ythee, tell me one thing first. Lys. Why, hath your principal made known Boult. Come now, your one thing ? unto you, who I am?

Mar. What canst thou wish thine enemy to be? Mar. Who is my principal ?

Boult. Why, I could wish him to be my master, Lys. Why, your herb-woman; she that sets seeds or rather, my mistress. and roots of shame and iniquity. (), you have heard Mar. Neither of these are yet so bad as thou art, something of my power, and so stand aloof for Since they do better thee in their command. more serious wooing. But I protest to thee, pretty Thou hold'st a place, for which the pained'st fiend one, my authority shall not see thee, or else look Of hell would not in reputation change: friendly upon thee. Come, bring me to some pri- Thou’rt the damnd door-keeper to every coystrelo vate place. Coine, come.

That hither comes inquiring for his tib;' • How much? what price?

• Cope or canopy of heaven. Paltry fellow.

To the choleric fisting of each rogue thy ear And I will undertake all these to teach.
Is liable; thy very food is such

I doubt not but this populous city will
As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs.

Yield many scholars. Boull. What would you have me? go to the Boult. But can you teach all this you speak of? wars, would you? where a man may serve seven Mar. Prove that I cannot, take me home again, years for the loss of a leg, and have not money And prostitute me to the basest groom enough in the end to buy him a wooden one? That doth frequent your house.

Mur. Do any thing but this thou doest. Empty Boull. Well, I will see what I can do for thee: Old receptacles, common sewers, of filth;

if I can place thee, I will, Serve by indenture to the common hangman; Mar. But amongst honest women ? Any of these ways are better yet than this:

Boult. 'Faith, my acquaintance lies little amongst For that which thou professest, a baboon,

them. But since my master and mistress havo Could he but speak, would own a name too dear: bought you, there's no going but by their consent; O that the gods would safely from this place therefore I will make them acquainted with your Deliver me? Here, here is gold for thee.

purpose, and I doubt not but I shall find them tracIf that thy master would gain aught by me, iable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what I can; Proclaim that I can sing, weave, sew, and dance, come your ways. With other virtues, which I'll keep from boast;



Enter GOWER.

Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us, Gow. Marina thus the brothel'sca pes, and chances I made to it, to know of whence you are. Into an honest house, our story says.

Hel. First, sir, what is your place? She sings like one immortal, and she dances

Lys. I am governor of this place you lie before.

Hel. Sir,
As goddess-like to her admired lays:
Deep clerks7 she dumbs; and with her neelds com-

Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;

A man, who for this three months hath not spoken poses Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or berry; To any one, nor taken sustenance, That even her art sisters the natural roses:

But to prorogue his grief. Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry:

Lys. Upon what ground is his distemperature?

Hel. Sir, it would be too tedious to repeat; That pupils lacks she none of noble race, Who pour their bounty on her; and her gain

But the main grief of all springs from the loss She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her place;

Of a beloved daughter and a wife. And to her father turn our thoughts again,

Lys. May we not see him, then? Where we left him, on the sea. We there him lost;


You may, indeed, sir, Whence, driven before the winds, he is arriv'd

But bootless is your sight; he will not speak Here where his daughter dwells; and on this coast

To any: Suppose him now at anchor. The city striv'd

Lys. Yet, let me obtain my wish. God Neptune's annual feast to keep; from whence

Hel. Behold him, sir: (PERICLES discovered.] Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies,

this was a goodly person, His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense;

Till the disaster, that, one mortal night, And to him in his barge with fervor hies.

Drove him to this. In your supposing once more put your sight:

Lys. Sir, king, all hail! the gods preserve you! Of heavy Pericles think this the bark:

Hail, Where, what is done in action, more, if might,

Hail, royal sir! Shall be discover'd; please you, sit, and hark.

Hel. It is in vain; he will not speak to you. (Exit.

1 Lord. Sir, we have a maid in Mitylene, I durst

wager, SCENE I.-On board Pericles' Ship. off Mitylene. Would win soine words of him. A close Pavilion on Deck, with a Curtain before Lys.

'Tis well bethought, it ; PERICLES within it, reclined on a Couch. A She, questionless, with her sweet harmony Burge lying besiile the Tyrian Vessel.

And other choice attractions, would allure, Enter two Sailors, me belonging to the Tyrian And make a battery through his deafen'd parts, Vessel, the other to the Barge; to them HELICANUS. She, all as happy as of all the tairest,

Which now are midway stoppid;
Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus? He can Is, with her fellow-maidens, now within

[To the Sailor of Mitylene. The leafy shelter that abuts against O, here he is.

The island's side. Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene;

(He whispers one of the attendant Lords.And in it is Lysimachus the governor,

Exit Lord, in the Barge of Lysimachus. Who craves to come aboard. What is your will ? Hel. Sure, all's eflectless; yet nothing we'll omit Hel. That he have his. Call up some gentle That bears recovery's name. But, since your kind

ness Tyr. Suil. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls. We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you fur

ther, Enter two Gentlemen.

That for our gold we may provision have, I Gent. Doth your lordship call ?

Wherein we are not destitute for want, Hel. Gentlemen,

But weary for the staleness. There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray Lys.

O, sir, a courtesy, you

Which if we should deny, the most just God
To greet them fairly.

For every graff would send a caterpillar,
[The Genilemen and the two Sailors descend, And so inflict our province.-Yet once more
and go on board the Barge.

Let me entreat to know at large the cause

Of your king's sorrow. Enter from thence LYSIMACHCS and Lords; the Hel.

Sit, sir, I will recount it;
Tyrian Gentlemen and the two Sailors.

But see, I am prevented.
Tyr. Sail. Sir,
This is the man that can, in aught you would,

Enter, from the Barge, Lord, MARINA, and a young Resolve you.

Lady. L1. Hail, reverend sir! The gods preserve you ! Lys.

0, here is Hel. And you, sir, to outlive the age I am, The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one! And die as I would do.

Is't not a goodly presence ?
You wish me well.

A gallant lady.
Being on shore, honoring of Neptune's triumphs, Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd she came
1 Learned men.
Needle. * To lengthen or prolong bis grief.


1 Ears.

resolve you.




Of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish

How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind No better choice, and think me rarely wed.

virgin? Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty Recount, I do beseech thee; come, sit by me. Expect even here, where is a kingly patient:

Mar. My name, sir, is Marina. II that thy prosperous artificial teat


0, I am mock’d, Can draw him but to answer thee in aught, And thou by some incensed god sent hither Thy sacred physic shall receive such pay

To make the world laugh at me. As thy desires can wish.


Patience, good sir, Mar. Sir, I will use

Or here l'll cease. My utmost skill in his recovery,


Nay, I'll be patient; Provided none but I and my companion

Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me, Be suffer'd to come near him.

To call thyselt Marina.
Come, let us leave her, Mar.

The name Marina,
And the gods make her prosperous. (MAR. sings. Was given me by one that had some power;

Mark'd he your music? My father, and a king. Mar No, nor looked on us.


How! a king's daughter ? See, she will speak to him. And call'd Marina? Mar. Hail, sir! my lord, lend car :


You said you would believe me; Per. Hum! ha!

But, not to be a troubler of your peace,
I am a maid,

I will end here.
My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes,


But are you flesh and blood ? But have been gazed on comet-like: she speaks, Have you a working pulse? and are no fairy? My lord, that, may be, hath endur'd a grief No motion ?2_Well; speak on. Where were you Night equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd.

born ? Though wayward fortune did malign my state, And wherefore call’d Marina? My derivation was from ancestors


Callid Marina, Who stood equivalent with mighty kings:

For I was born at sea. But time hath rooted out my parentage,


At sea ? Thy mother? And to the world and awkward casualties

Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king ; Bound me in servitude.--I will desist;

Who died the very minute I was born, But there is something glows upon my cheek, As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft And whispers in mine ear, Go not till he speak. Deliver'd weeping.

(Aside. Per.

0, stop there a little! Per. My fortunes--parentage--good parentage- This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep To equal mine;-was it not thus? what say you? Did mock sad fools withal: this cannot be. Mur. I said, my lord, if you did know my parent. My daughter's buried. (Aside.] Well where age,

were you bred ? You would not do me violence.

I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story, Per.

I do think so. And never interrupt you. I pray you turn your eyes again upon me.

Mur. You'll scarce believe me; 'twere best I did You are like something that-What countrywoman?

give o'er. llere of these shores?

Per. I will believe you by the syllable Mar. No, nor of any shores :

Of what you shall deliver. Yet, give me leave : Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am

How came you in these parts? where were you bred? No other than I appear.

Mar. The king, my faiher,didin Tharsus leave me; Per. I am great with woe, and shall deliver Till cruel Cleon, with his wicked wite, weeping.

Did seek to murder me: and having woood My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one A villain to attempt it, who having drawn, My daughter might have been: my queen's square A crew of pirates came and rescued me; brows;

Brought me to Mitylene. But now, good sir,
Her stature to an inch; as wand-like straight; Whither will you liave me? Why do you weep?
As silver-voiced; her eyes as jewel-like,

It may be,
And cased as richly: in pace another Juno; You think mé an impostor; no, good faith;
Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them I am the daughter to king Pericles,

If good king Pericles be. The more she gives them speech.-Where do you Per. Ho, Helicanus ! live?


Calls my gracious lord ? Mar. Where I am but a stranger: from the deck Per. Thou art a grave and noble counsellor, You inay discern the place.

Most wise in general: Tell me, if thou canst, Per.

Where were you bred ? What this maid is, or what is like to be,
And how achiev'd you these endowments, which That thus hath made me weep?
You make more rich to owe?


I know not; but Mar.

Should I tell my history, Here is the regent, sir, of Mitylene, 'Twould seem like lies disdain'd in the reporting. Speaks nobly of her. Per. Pr’ythee speak;


She would never tell
Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look'st

Her parentage; being demanded that,
Modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace She would sit still and weep.
For the crown'd truth to dwell in: I'll believe thee, Per. O Helicanus, strike me, honor'd sir;
And make my senses credit thy relation,

Give me a gash, put me to present pain;
To points that seem impossible; for thou look'st Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me,
Like one I lov'd indeed. What were thy friends ? O'erbear the shores of my mortality,
Didrit thou not say, when I did push thee back, And drown me with their sweetness. 0, come
(Which was when I perceiv'd thee,) that thou

hither, cam'st

Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget: From good descending ?

Thou that wast born at sea, buried at Tharsus, Mar. So indeed I did.

And found at sea again! O Helicanus, Per. Report thy parentage. I think thou said'st Down on thy knees, thank the holy gods, as loud Thou hadst been toss'd from wrong to injury, As thunder ihreatens us. This is Mariņa.And that thou thought'st thy griefs might equal What was thy mother's name? tell me but that, mine,

For truth can never be confirm'd enough,
If both were open'd.

Though doubts did ever sleep.
Some such thing indeed Mar.

First, sir, I pray,
I said, and said no more but what my thoughts What is your title?
Did warrant me was likely.

Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now Por.

Tell thy story; (As in the rest thou hast been godlike perfect)
If ihine consider'd prove the thousandth part My drown'd queen's name, thou art the heir of
Of ny endurance, thou art a man, and I

Have suller'd like a girl: yet thou dost look And another lite to Pericles thy father.
Like Patience, gazing on king's graves, and smiling
Extremity out of act. What were thy friends?

si. e. No puppet dressed up to deceive me.

Mar. Is it no more to be your daughter, than To fair Marina; but in no wise, To say, my mother's name was Thaisa ?

Till he: bad done his sacrifice, Thaisa was my mother, who did end,

As Dian bade: whereto being bound The minute I began.

The interim, pray you, all confound. Per. Now, blessing on thee, rise; thou art my In feather'd briefness sails are tillid, child.

And wishes fall out as they're will'd.
Give me fresh garments. Mine own, Helicanus, At Ephesus, the temple see,
(Not dead at Tharsus, as she should have been, Our king, and all his company.
By savage Cleon.) she shall tell thee all ;

That he can hither come so soon.
When thou shalt kneel and justify in knowledge, Is by your fancy's thankful boon. [Exit.
She is thy very princess.-Who is this?
Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mitylene,

SCENE III.-The Temple of DIANA at Ephesus:
Who, hearing of your melancholy state,

THAISA standing neur the Alur, as High-
Did come to see you.

Priestess; a number of Virgins on each side ;
I embrace you, sir.

CERIMOn and other Inhabitants of Ephesus at
Give me my robes ; I am wild in my beholding. tending.
o heavens bless my girl! But hark, what music!-- Enter PERICLES, with his Train; LYSIMACHUS,
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?

Per. Hail, Dian; to perform thy just command
Hel. My lord, I hear none.

I here confess myself the king of Tyre; Per. None ?

Who, frighted from my country, did wed

The fair Thaisa, at Pentapolis.
The music of the spheres : List, my Marina.
Lys. It is not good to cross him; give him way.

At sea in child-bed died she; but brought forth
Per. Rarest sounds!

A maid-child call'd Marina; who, 0 goddess,
Do ye not hear?

Wears yet thy silver livery. She at Tharsus
Music? my lord, I hear-

Was nurs'd with Cleon; whom at fourteen years
Per. Most heavenly music:

He sought to murder: but her better stars It nips me unto list’ning, and thick slumber

Brought her to Mitylene; against whose shore Hangs on mine eye-lids; let me rest.

Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us,

(He sleeps. Where; by her own most clear remembrance, she Lys. A pillow for his head; (The Curtain before the Pavilion of PERICLES

Made known herself my daughter. is closed.


Voice and favor!So leave him all.-Well, my companion-friends,

You are--you are-0 royal Pericles! She fuints. If this but answer to my just belief,

Per. What means the woman? she dies! help, I'll well remember you.


Cer. Noble sir,
RINA, und Attendant Lady.

If you have told Diana's altar true,

This is your wife. SCENE II.-The same. PERICLES on the Deck


Reverend appearer, no;

I threw her o'erboard with these very arms. asleep; DIANA appearing to him as in a Vision.

Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you. Dia. My temple stands in Ephesus: hie thee Per.

'Tis most certain, thither,

Cer. Look to the lady ;-0, she's but o'erjoy'd. And do upon mine altar sacrifice.

Early, one blust'ring mom, this lady was There, when my maiden priests are met to- Thrown on this shore. I oped the coffin, and gether,

Found there rich jewels; recover'd her and placed Before the people all,

her Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife: Here in Diana's temple. To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's, call,


May we see them? And give them repetition to the lite.

Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my Perform my bidding, or thou liv'st in woe:

house, Do't, and be happy, by my silver bow.

Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is
Awake, and tell ihy dream. (Diana disappears. Recover'd.
Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine,3

Thai. 0, let me look!
I will obey thee !-Helicanus!

If he be none ot' mine, my sanctity

Will to my senses bend no licentious ear, Enter LYSIMACHUS, HELICANTS, and MARINA.

But curb it spite of seeing. O, my lord, Hel.


Are you not Pericles ? Like him you speak, Per My purpose was for Tharsus, there to Like him you are : Did you not name a tempest, strike

A birth, and death? The inhospitable Cleon; but I am


The voice of dead Thaisa ! For other service first: toward Ephesus

Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead, Turn our blown sails; ettsoons l'll tell thee why. And drown'd.

(TO HELICANUS. Per. Immortal Dian! Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore,


Now I know you better.And give you gold for such provision

When we with tears parted Pentapolis, As our intents will need?

The king, my father, gave you such a ring. Lys. With all my heart, sir; and when you

(Shows a ring. come ashore,

Per. This, this: no more, you gods! your preI have another suit.

sent kindness Per. You shall prevail,

Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well, Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems

That on the touching of her lips I may You have been noble towards her.

Melt, and no more be seen. O come, be buried Lys.

Sir, lend your arm. A second time within these arms. Per. Come, my Marina. [Exeunt. Mar.

My heart Enter Gower, before the Temple of Diaxa at Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.

[Kneels to THAISA. Ephesus.

Per. Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh, Gow. Now our sands are almost run;

Thaisa : More a little, and then done.

Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina, This, as my last boon, give me

For she was yielded there. (For such kindness must relieve me)


Bless'd and mine own! That you aptly will suppose

Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen! What pageantry, what teats, what shows,


I know you not. What minstrelsy, and pretty din,

Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly The regent made in Mitylen,

from Tyre, To greet the king. So he was thrived,

I left behind an ancient substitute. That be is promis'd to be wived

.i. e. Pericles. & Confound here signifies to consume • i.e. Regent of the silver moon.

• Soon. 11. e. Her white robe of innocence. • Sensual passion

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Can you remember what I call'd the man?
I have named 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

How she came placed here within the temple,
No needful thing omitted.

Pure Dian!
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 no razor touch'd,
To grace thy marriage day, I'll beautify.

"i.e. His beard.

Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, Sir, that my father's dead. Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there,

my queen, 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.

Exeunt. Enter GOWER. Gow. In Antioch,' 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 keen) 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 aye wears. For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame Had spread their cursed deed, and honor'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.

(Exit GOWER 16.6. The king of Antioch.

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