They're well dispatch'd; now to my daughter's letter: "Tis well, mistress; your choice agrees with mine; Enter PERICLES. Per. All fortune to the good Simonides! Sim. To you as much, sir! I'm beholding to you For your sweet music this last night: I do Protest my ears were never better fed With such delightful pleasing harmony. Per. It is your grace's pleasure to commend; Not my desert. Sim. Sir, you are music's master. Per. The worst of all her scholars, my good lord. sir? What do you think of my daughter, wondrous fair. Sim. Sir, my daughter thinks very well of you; Ay, so well, that you must be her master, Sim. She thinks not so; peruse this writing else. A letter, that she loves the knight of Tyre! That never aim'd so high to love your daughter, Sim. Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter, and thou art A villain. Per. By the gods, I have not: Never did thought of mine levy offence; Nor never did my actions yet commence A deed might gain her love or your displeasure. That calls me traitor, I return the lie. Sim. [aside] Now, by the gods, I do applaud his courage. That never relish'd of a base descent. I came unto your court for honour's cause, And not to be a rebel to her state; And he that otherwise accounts of me, This sword shall prove he's honour's enemy. Here comes my daughter, she can witness it! Enter THAISA. Per. Then, as you are as virtuous as fair, Who takes offence at that would make me glad? I'll tame you; I'll bring you in subjection. Bestow your love and your affections Upon a stranger? - [aside] who, for aught I know, nor can I think the contrary – As great in blood as I myself. Therefore hear you, mistress; either frame and you, sir, hear you, Your will to mine, Nay, come, your hands and lips must seal it too; Thai. Yes, if you love me, sir. Both. Yes, if't please your majesty. Sim. It pleaseth me so well, that I will see you wed; And then with what haste you can get you to bed. [Exeunt. ACT III. Enter GoWER. Gow. Now sleep yslakèd hath the rout; With your fine fancies quaintly eche: DUMB-SHOW. Enter, from one side, PERICLES and SIMONIDES with Attendants; a Messenger meets them, kneels, and gives PERICLES a letter: he shows it to SIMONIDES; the Lords kneel to PERICLES. Then enter THAISA with child, and LYCHORIDA. SIMONIDES shows his daughter the letter; she rejoices: she and PERICLES take leave of her father, and depart with LYCHORIDA and their Attendants. Then exeunt SIMONIDES and the rest. By many a dern and painful perch Are letters brought, the tenour these: The crown of Tyre, but he will none: Come not home in twice six moons, He, obedient to their dooms, Will take the crown. The sum of this, Brought hither to Pentapolis, Yravished the regions round, And every one with claps can sound, "Our heir-apparent is a king! Who dream'd, who thought of such a thing?" Shakespeare. VII. 3 That, as a duck for life that dives, Which might not what by me is told. This stage the ship, upon whose deck SCENE I. Enter PERICLES, on shipboard. [Exit. Per. Thou god of this great vast, rebuke these surges, Thy deafening, dreadful thunders; gently quench Is as a whisper in the ears of death, Divinest patroness, and midwife gentle To those that cry by night, convey thy deity Enter LYCHORIDA, with an Infant. Now, Lychorida! Lyc. Here is a thing too young for such a place, Who, if it had conceit, would die, as I Am like to do: take in your arms this piece Of your dead queen. Per. How, how, Lychorida! |