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Per. How courtesy would seem to cover sin !
Then were it certain you were not so bad,
One sin, I know, another doth provoke;
And therefore instantly this prince must die;
That. Doth your highness call ?
Aut. Thaliard, you're of our chamber, and our
Partakes her private actions to your secrecy;
It fits thee not to ask the reason why,
That. My lord, 'Tis done.
Ant. He bath found the meaning, for the which Which fence the roots they grow by, and defend
we mean To have his head.
He must not live to trumpet forth my infamy,
Yet neither p.casure's art can joy my spirits,
Grows elder now, and cares it be not done.⚫
Nor boots it me to say, I honour him,
With hostile forces he'll o'erspread the land,
Makes both my body pine, and soul to languish,
2 Lord. And keep your mind, till you return
They do abuse the king, that flatter him
P'er. All leave us else: but let your cares
What shipping and what lading's in our haven,
Hast moved us: what seest thou in our looks?
Per. If there be such a dart in princes'
How durst thy tongue move anger to our face
Per. Thou know'st I have power
To take thy life.
Hel. [Kneeling.] I have ground the axe my-
Per. Rise, pr'ythee rise;
Sit down, sit down; thou art no flatterer:
Fit counsellor and servant for a prince,
Hel. With patience bear
Such griefs as you do lay upon yourself.
Per. Thou speak'st like a physician, Helicanus,
1. c. Takes care it be not done.
'Tis time to fear, when tyrants seem to kiss.
I knew him tyrannous; and tyrants' fears
Took some displeasure at him; at least he
And doubting lest that he had err'd or sinn'd,
I shall not be hang'd now, although I would:
He scap'd the land, to perish on the seas,-inno-But I'll present me. Peace to the lords of Tyre!
Hel. Lord Thaliard from Antiochus is wel
Which love to all (of which thyself art one,
Per. Drew sleep out of mine eyes, blood from
Musings into my mind; a thousand doubts
Freely I'll speak. Antiochus you fear;
Therefore, my lord, go travel for a while,
But should he'wrong my liberties in absence--
From whence we had our being and our birth.
Intend my travel, where I'll hear from thee;
I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath;
His seal'd commission, left in trust with me,
Hel. If further yet you will be satisfied,
But in our orbs we'll live so round and
Thou show'dst a subject's shine, I a true
Thal. What from Antioch?
Hel. Royal Antiochus (on what cause I know not,)
Thal. So, this is Tyre, and this is the court. Here must I kill king Pericles; and if I do not, I am sure to be banged at home: 'tis danger-Well, I perceive he was a wise fellow, and had good discretion, that being bid to ask what be would of the king, desired he might know none of his secrets. Now do I see he had some Trason for it; for if a king bid a man be a villain, be is bound by the indenture of his oath to be one.-Hush, here come the lords of Tyre. Enter HELICANUS, ESCANES, and other Lords. Hel. You shall not need, my fellow peers of Tyre, Further to question of your king's departure. † Overcome.
In our different spheres.
Thal. From him I come
With message unto princely Pericles;
Into the air; our eyes do weep, till lungs
Cle. This Tharsus, o'er which I have govern-
(A city on whom plenty held full hand,
Enter CLEON, DIONYZA, and Attendants.
For who digs bills because they do aspire-
Who wanteth food, and will not say he wants it,
And strangers ne'er beheld, but wonder'd at;
A portly sail of ships make hitherward. Cle. I thought as much.
One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir,
And so in our's: some neighbouring nation,
Hath stuff'd these hollow vessels with their
Lord. That's the least fear; for, by the semblance [peace, Of their white flags display'd, they bring us And come to us as favourers, not as foes.
Cle. Thou speak'st like him's untutor❜d to repeat; [deceit. Who makes the fairest show, means most But bring they what they will, what need we The ground's the low'st, and we are half way [there. Go tell their general, we attend him here, To know for what he comes, and whence he And what he craves. [comes, [Exit.
Lord. I go, my lord.
Cle. Welcome is peace, if he on peace conIf wars we are unable to resist.
Enter PERICLES with Attendants.
Per. Lord governor, (for so we hear you are) Let not our ships and number of our men, Be, like a beacon fir'd, to amaze your eyes. We have heard your miseries as far as Tyre, And seen the desolation of your streets; Nor come we to add sorrow to your tears, But to relieve them of their heavy load; And these our ships (you happily may think Are, like the Trojan horse, war-stuff'd within, With bloody views, expecting overthrow) Are stor❜d with corn, to make your needy bread, And give them life, who are hunger-starv'd,
All. The gods of Greece protect you.
And we'll pray for you.
Per. Rise, I pray you, rise:
We do not look for reverence but for love,
The curse of heaven and men succced their evils! [seen,) Till when, (the which, I hope, shall ne'er be Your grace is welcome to our town and us. Per. Which welcome we'll accept: feast here a while,
Until our stars, that frown, lend us a smile.
Gow. Here have you seen a mighty king
Are brought your eyes; what need speak I
Enter at one door PERICLES, talking with CLEON; all the train with them. Enter at another door, a GENTLEMAN with a Letter to PERICLES; PERICLES shows the letter to CLEON; then gives the Messenger a reward, and knights him. Exeunt PERICLES, CLEON, &c. severally.
Gow. Good Helicane bath staid at home, Not to eat honey, like a drone, From others' labours; forth he strive To killen bad, keep good alive; And to fulfil his prince' desire, Sends word of all that haps in Tyre: How Thaliard came full bent with sin, And hid intent, to murder him; And that in Tharsus was not best Longer for him to make his rest: He knowing so, put forth to seas, Where when men been, there's seldom ease; For now the wind begins to blow; Thunder above, and deeps below, Make such unquiet, that the ship Should house him safe, is wreck'd and And he, good prince, having all lost, By waves from coast to coast is tost: All perishen of man, of pelf, Ne aught escapeh but himself; Till fortune, tir'd with doing bad, Threw him ashore, to give him glad : And here he comes what shall be next, Pardon old Gower; this 'longs the text. [Exit.
SCENE I.-Pentapolis.§—An open Place by the Sea Side.
Enter PERICLES, wet.
Per. Yet cease your ire, ye angry stars of Wind, rain, and thunder, remember, earthly Is but a substance that must yield to you; And I, as fits my nature, do obey you. Alas! the sea hath cast me on the rocks, Wash'd me from shore to shore, and left me breath Nothing to think on, but ensuing death: Let it suffice the greatness of your powers,
+ I. e. In behaviour.
• I suppose. 1 Blessing. Although Pentapolis is found in an ancient map of the world, M. S. in the Cotton li brary, this is esteemed an imaginary name borrowed
from some romance.
To have bereft a prince of all his fortunes;
Here to have death in peace, is all he'll crave.
1 Fish. What, ho, Pilche!
2 Fish. Ho! come and bring away the nets.
1 Fish. What Patch-breech I say!
3 Fish. What say you, master?
1 Fish. Look how thou stirrest now! come away, or I'll fetch thee with a wannion.
3 Fish. 'Faith, master, I am thinking of the poor men that were cast away before us, even
1 Fish. Alas, poor souls, it griev'd my heart to hear what pitiful cries they made to us to help them, when, well-a-day, we could scarce help ourselves.
2 Fish. Nay, master, said not I as much, when I saw the porpus, how he bounced and tumbled they say, they are half fish half flesh : a plague on them, they ne'er come, but I look to be wash'd. Master, I marvel how the fishes live in the sea.
3 Fish. We would purge the land of these drones that rob the bee of her honey.
Per. How from the finny subject of the sea
2 Fish. Honest! good fellow, what's that? If it be a day fits you, scratch it out of the calendar, and no body will look after it.
Per. Nay, see, the sea hath cast upon your
2 Fish. What a drunken knave was the sea, to cast thee in our way! Per. A man whom both the waters and the wind,
that vast tennis-court, hath made the ball For them to play upon, entreats you pity him: He asks of you, that never us'd to beg.
1 Fish. No, friend, cannot you beg? here's them in our country of Greeee gets more with begging than we can do with working.
puddings and flap-jacks, and thou shalt be welcome.
Per. I thank you, Sir.
Per. Not well.
1 Fish. Why, I'll tell you: this is called Pentapolis, and our king, the good Simonides. Per. The good king Simonides, do you call him?
1 Fish. Ay, Sir, and he deserves to be so call'd, for his peaceable reign and good govern. ment.
1 Fish. Why as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones: I can compare our rich misers to nothing so fitly as to a whale; 'a plays and tumbles, driving the poor fry before He gains the name of good, by his government. bim, and at last devours them all at a mouth-How far is his court distant from this shore?
Per. He is a happy king, since from his sub-
ful. Such whales have I heard on a'the land, who
1 Fish. Marry, Sir, half a day's journey; and I'll tell you he hath a fair daughter, and to-morrow is her birth-day; and there are princes and knights come from all parts of the world, to just and tourney for her love.
3 Fish. But, master, if I had been the sexton, I would have been that day in the belfry. 2 Fish. Why, man?
3 Fish. Because he should have swallow'd me too: and when I had been in his belly, I would have kept such a jangling of the bells, that he should have never have left, till he cast bells, steeple, church, and parish, up again. But if the good king Simonides were of my mindPer. Simonides!
2 Fish. Canst thou catch any fishes then? Per. I never practis'd it.
2 Fish. Nay, then thou wilt starve sure; for here's nothing to be got now-a-days, unless thou canst fish for't.
Per. What I have been, I have forgot to
But what I am, want teaches me to think on:
And have no more of life than may suffice
1 Pish. Die quoth-a? Now gods forbid! I
2 Fish. Hark you, my friend, you said you! could not be
Per. I did but crave.
2 Fish. But crave? Then I'll turn craver too, and so I shall 'scape whipping. [then i
Per. Why, are all your beggars whipp'd 2 Fish. Oh! not all, my friend, not all: for if all your beggars were whipp'd, I would wish no better office than to be beadle. But, master, I'll go draw up the net.
[Exeunt two of the FISHERMEN. Per. How well this honest mirth becomes their labour !
1 Fish. Hark you, Sir! do you know where you are?
Per. Did but my fortunes equal my desires,
1 Fish. O Sir, things must be as they may; and what a man cannot get, he may lawfully deal for-bis wife's soul.
Re-enter the Two FISHERMEN, drawing up a
2 Fish. Help, master, help; here's a fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law; 'twill hardly come out. Ha! bots on't, 'tis come at last, and 'tis turn'd to a rusty ar
Per. An armour, friends! I pray you, let me
Thanks, fortune, yet, that after all my crosses,
Which my dead father did bequeath to me,
For that it sav'd me, keep it; in like necessity
It kept where I kept, I so dearly lov'd it;
I thank thee for't; my shipwreck's now no ill,
Per. To beg of you, kind friends, this coat of
For it was sometime target to a king;
1 Fish. Why, do ye take it, and the gods give thee good on't!
2 Fish. Ay, but hark you, my friend; 'twas we that made up this garment through the rough seams of the waters: there are certain I hope, Sir, if condolements, certain veils. you thrive, you'll remember from whence you bad it.
PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE
[The fifth Knight passes.
With such a graceful courtesy deliver'd?
Thai. He seems a stranger; but his present is
Sim. A pretty moral;
From the dejected state wherein he is,
He hopes by you his fortunes yet may flourish.
Per. Believe't, I will.
Now by your furtherance, I am cloth'd in steel;
2 Fish. We'll sure provide: thou shalt have my best gown to make thee a pair; and I'll bring thee to the court myself.
Per. Then honour be but a goal to my will; This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill.
SCENE 11.-The same.-A public Way, or
Sim. Are the knights ready to begin the triumph?
1 Lord. They are, my liege:
And stay your coming to present themselves.
In honour of whose birth these triumphs are,
Can any way speak in his just commend:
To have practis'd more the whipstock, than the
2 Lord. He well may be a stranger, for he
Enter SIMONIDES, THAISA, LORDS, and Atten-The outward habit by the inward man.
Thai. It pleaseth you, my father, to express My commendations great, whose merit's less.
To an honour'd triumph strangely furnish'd.
3 Lord. And on set purpose let his armour rust Until this day, to scour it in the dust.
Sim. 'Tis fit it should be so; for princes are
Sim. Knights, [Exit a LORD.
But stay, the knights are coming; we'll with-
To say you are welcome, were superfluous.
Thai. But you, my knight and guest:
Sim. Call it by what you will, the day is
Enter a Knight; he passes over the
Sim. Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan
Sim. Who is the first that doth prefer him-
And the device he bears upon his shield
Enter SIMONIDES, THAISA, LORDS, KNIGHTS,
Sim. He loves you well, that holds his life of
[The third Knight passes.
And here, I hope, is none that envies it.
Sim. What is the fourth?
The word, Quod me alit, me extinguit.
• The brace was fastened by a jewel, which the sea
Sim. Your presence glads our days; honour
For who hates honour, hates the gods above.
1 Knight. Contend not, Sir; for we are gen.
Per. By Jove, I wonder, that is king of
• Handle of a whip.
↑ L. c. These delicacies go against my stomach.