Per. You are right courteous knights. By Jove, I wonder, that is king of thoughts, Sim. He's but a country gentleman; Has done no more than other knights have done; Thai. To me he seems like diamond to glass. Where now his son's like glow-worm in the night, First Knight. Who can be other in this royal presence? As you do love, fill to your mistress' lips, We drink this health to you. Knights. Sim. Yet pause awhile: We thank your grace. Yon knight doth sit too melancholy, As if the entertainment in our court Had not a show might countervail his worth. Note it not you, Thaisa? Thai. To me, my father? Sim. What is it O, attend, my daughter: Princes, in this, should live like gods above, And princes not doing so are like to gnats, Which make a sound, but kill'd are wonder'd at. Unto a stranger knight to be so bold: He may my proffer take for an offence, Do as I bid you, or you'll move me else. Thai. [aside] Now, by the gods, he could not please me better. Sim. And furthermore tell him, we desire to know of him, Of whence he is, his name and parentage. Thai. The king my father, sir, has drunk to you. Per. I thank him. Thai. Wishing it so much blood unto your life. you, Per. I thank both him and you, and pledge him freely. Thai. And further he desires to know of Of whence you are, your name and parentage. Per. A gentleman of Tyre, my name, Pericles; My education been in arts and arms; Who, looking for adventures in the world, Was by the rough seas reft of ships and men, And, after shipwreck, driven upon this shore. Thai. He thanks your grace; names himself Pericles, A gentleman of Tyre, Who only by misfortune of the seas Bereft of ships and men, cast on this shore. Sim. Now, by the gods, I pity his misfortune, And will awake him from his melancholy. - Will very well become a soldier's dance. [The Knights dance. So, this was well ask'd, 'twas so well perform'd. Here is a lady that wants breathing too: Per. In those that practise them they are, my lord. [The Knights and Ladies dance. Unclasp, unclasp: Thanks, gentlemen, to all; all have done well, [To Pericles] But you the best. Pages and lights, to conduct These knights unto their several lodgings! Yours, sir, We've given order to be next our own. Per. I am at your grace's pleasure. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. Tyre. A room in the Governor's house. Enter HELICANUS and ESCANES. Hel. No, Escanes; know this of me, Antiochus from incest liv'd not free: For which, the most high gods not minding longer Even in the height and pride of all his glory, Of an inestimable value, and his daughter with him, and shrivell'd up A fire from heaven came, Hel. And yet but justice; for though This king were great, his greatness was no guard To bar heaven's shaft, but sin had his reward. Esca. "Tis very true. Enter two or three Lords. First Lord. See, not a man in private conference Or council has respect with him but he. Sec. Lord. It shall no longer grieve without reproof. Third Lord. And curs'd be he that will not second it. First Lord. Follow me, then. - Lord Helicane, a word. Hel. With me? and welcome: happy day, my lords. First 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. First 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; Or dead, gives cause to mourn his funeral, Sec. 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 reign, All. Live, noble Helicane! Hel. For honour's cause, forbear your suffrages: Go search like nobles, like noble subjects, You shall like diamonds sit about his crown. First Lord. To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield; And since Lord Helicane enjoineth us, We with our travels will endeavour it. Hel. Then you love us, we you, and we'll clasp hands: When peers thus knit, a kingdom ever stands. SCENE V. Pentapolis. A room in the palace. [Exeunt. Enter SIMONIDES, reading a letter: the Knights meet him. First Knight. Good morrow to the good Simonides. Sim. Knights, from my daughter this I let you know, That for this twelvemonth she'll not undertake A married life. Her reason to herself is only known, Which yet from her by no means can I get. Sec. Knight. May we not get access to her, my lord? Sim. Faith, by no means; she hath so strictly tied her To her chamber, that it is impossible. One twelve moons more she'll wear Diana's livery; And on her virgin honour will not break it. Third Knight. Loth to bid farewell, we take our leaves. Sim. So, [Exeunt Knights. |