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Go, tell their general we attend him here,

Are stor'd with corn to make your needy bread, To know for what he comes, and whence he comes, And give them life whom hunger starv'd half dead. And what he craves.

. The gods of Greece protect you! Lord. I go, my lord.

[Exit. And we'll



you. Cle. Welcome is peace, if he on peace consist; Per.

Arise, I pray you, arise : If wars, we are unable to resist.

We do not look for reverence, but for love,
Enter Pericles, with Attendants.

And harbourage for ourself, our ships, and men.
Per. Lord governor, for so we hear you are,

Cle. The which when any shall not gratify, Let not our ships and number of our men,

Or pay you with unthankfulness in thought, Be, like a beacon fir’d, to amaze your eyes.

Be it our wives, our children, or ourselves, We have heard your miseries as far as 'Tyre,

The curse of heaven and men succeed their evils ! And seen the desolation of your streets;

Till when, (the which, I hope, shall ne'er be seen) Nor come we to add sorrow to your tears,

Your grace is welcome to our town and us. But to relieve them of their heavy load :

Per. Which welcome we'll accept; feast here a And these our ships you happily may think

while, Are like the Trojan horse, was stuff d within

Until our stars that frown lend us a smile. [Exeunt. With bloody veins, expecting overthrow,


Come away,

Enter Gower.

SCENE I.—Pentapolis. An open Place by the
Gow. Here have you seen a mighty king

Sea-side. His child, I wis, to incest bring;

Enter Pericles, wet. A better prince, and benign lord, That will prove awful both in deed and word. Per. Yet cease your ire, you angry stars of heaven! Be quiet, then, as men should be,

Wind, rain, and thunder, remember, earthly man Till he hath pass'd necessity.

Is but a substance that must yield to you; I'll show you those in trouble's reign,

And I, as fits my nature, do obey you. Losing a mite, a mountain gain.

Alas! the sea hath cast me on the rocks, The good in conversation

Wash'd me from shore to shore, and left me breath (To whom I give my benizon)

Nothing to think on, but ensuing death : Is still at Tharsus, where each man

Let it suffice the greatness of your powers, Thinks all is writ he spoken can :

To have bereft a prince of all his fortunes; And to remember what he does,

And having thrown him from your watery grave, Build his statue to make him glorious :

Here to have death in peace is all he'll crave. But tidings to the contrary,

Enter three Fishermen. Are brought your eyes; what need speak I?

1 Fish. What, ho, Pilch!

2 Fish. Ho! come, and bring away the nets. Dumb show.

1 Fish. What, Patch-breech, I say! Enter at one door Pericles, talking with Cleon; all

3 Fish. What say you, master ? the Train with them. Enter at another door, a 1 Fish. Look how thou stirrest now. Gentleman, with a Letter to Pericles: PERICLES or I'll fetch thee with a wannion. shows the Letter to Cleon; then gives the Messenger 3 Fish. 'Faith, master, I am thinking of the poor a reward, and knights him. Exeunt Pericles, men, that were cast away before us even now. Cleon, &c. severally.

1 Fish. Alas, poor souls ! it grieved my heart to hear Gow. Good Helicane hath stay'd at home, what pitiful cries they made to us to help them, when, Not to eat honey like a drone,

well-a-day, we could scarce help ourselves. From others' labours ; for though he strive

3 Fish. Nay, master, said not I as much, when I saw To killen bad, keep good alive;

the porpus, how he bounced and tumbled ? they say, And, to fulfil his prince' desire,

they are half fish, half flesh : a plague on them! they Sends word of all that haps in Tyre:

ne'er come, but I look to be washed. Master, I marvel How Thaliard came full bent with sin,

how the fishes live in the sea. And hid intent, to murder him;

1 Fish. Why as men do a-land: the great ones eat And that in Tharsus was not best

up the little ones. I can compare our rich misers to Longer for hiin to make his rest.

nothing so fitly as to a whale; 'a plays and tumbles, He, knowing so, put forth to seas,

driving the poor fry before him, and at last devours Where when men been, there's seldom ease, them all at a mouthful. Such whales have I heard on For now the wind begins to blow;

the land, who never leave gaping, till they've swallowed Thunder above, and deeps below,

the whole parish, church, steeple, bells and all. Make such unquiet, that the ship,

Per. A pretty moral. Should house him safe, is wreck'd and split; 3 Fish. But, master, if I had been the sexton, I And he, good prince, having all lost,

would have been that day in the belfry. By waves from coast to coast is tost.

2 Fish. Why, man? All perishen of man, of pelf,

3 Fish. Because he should have swallowed me too; Ne aught escapen but himself;

and when I had been in his belly, I would have kept Till fortune, tired with doing bad,

such a jangling of the bells, that he should never have Threw him ashore, to give him glad :

left, till he cast bells, steeple, church, and parish, up And here he comes.

What shall be next, again. But if the good king Simonides were of my Pardon old Gower; this 'longs the text. [Exit. mind




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Per. Simonides?

what a man cannot get, he may lawfully deal for. His
3 Fish. We would purge the land of these drones, wife's soul-
that rob the bee of her honey.

Re-enter the Two Fishermen, drawing up a Net.
Per. How from the finny subject of the sea

2 Fish. Help, master, help! here's a fish hangs in These fishers tell the infirmities of men ;

the net, like a poor man's right in the law; 'twill bardly And from their watery empire recollect

come out. Ha ! bots on't; 'tis come at last, and 'tis All that may men approve, or men detect!

turned to a rusty armour. Peace be at your labour, honest fishermen.

Per. An armour, friends! I pray you, let me see it. 2 Fish. Honest! good fellow, what's that? if it be a Thanks, fortune, yet, that after all crosses day fits you, search out of the calendar, and no body Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself : look after it.

And though it was mine own, part of mine heritage,
Per. Y' may see, the sea hath cast me upon your Which my dead father did bequeath to me,

With this strict charge (even as he left his life) 2 Fish. What a drunken knave was the sea, to cast * Keep it, my Pericles, it hath been a shield thee in our way.

"Twixt me and death ;" (and pointed to this brace) Per. A man whom both the waters and the wind, “For that it sav'd me, keep it; in like necessity, In that vast tennis-court, hath made the ball

The which the gods protect thee from, it may defend For them to play upon, entreats you pity him ;

thee." He asks of you, that never us'd to beg.

It kept where I kept, I so dearly lov'd it, 1 Fish. No, friend, cannot you beg? here's them in Till the rough seas, that spare not any man, our country of Greece, gets more with begging, than Took it in rage, though calm’d, have given 't again.

' we can do with working.

I thank thee for't: my shipwreck now's no ill,
2 Fish. Canst thou catch any fishes, then ?

Since I have here my father's gift in's will.
Per. I never practis'd it.

1 Fish. What mean you, sir ? 2 Fish. Nay, then thou wilt starve, sure ; for here's Per. To beg of you, kind friends, this coat of worth, nothing to be got now a-days, unless thou canst fish for't. For it was sometime target to a king;

Per. What I have been I have forgot to know, I know it by this mark. He lov'd me dearly,
But what I am want teaches me to think on;

And for his sake I wish the having of it;
A man throng'd up with cold : my veins are chill, And that you'd guide me to your sovereign's court,
And bave no more of life, than may suffice

Where with it I may appear a gentleman :
To give my tongue that heat to ask your help; And if that ever my low fortunes better,
Which if you shall refuse, when I am dead,

I'll pay your bounties; till then, rest your debtor. For that I am a man, pray see me buried.

1 Fish. Why, wilt thou tourney for the lady? 1 Fish. Die quoth-a? Now, gods forbid it! I have Per. I'll show the virtue I have borne in arms. a gown here; come, put it on; keep thee warm. Now, 1 Fish. Why, do ye take it; and the gods give thee afore me, a handsome fellow! Come, thou shalt go good on't! home, and we'll have flesh for holidays, fish for fasting- 2 Fish. Ay, but hark you, my friend ; 'twas we that days, and moreo'er puddings and flap-jacks; and thou made up this garment through the rough seams of the shalt be welcome.

waters: there are certain condolements, certain vails. Per. I thank you, sir.

I hope, sir, if you thrive, you'll remember from whence 2 Fish. Hark you, my friend, you said you could you had it. not beg.

Per. Believe it, I will. Per. I did but crave.

By your furtherance I am cloth'd in steel; 2 Fish. But crave? Then I'll turn craver too, and And spite of all the rapture of the sea, so I shall 'scape whipping.

This jewel holds his biding on my arm : Per. Why, are all your beggars whipped, then ? Unto thy value will I mount myself

2 Fish. 0! not all, my friend, not all; for if all your Upon a courser, whose delightful steps beggars were whipped, I would wish no better office Shall make the gazer joy to see him tread.than to be beadle. But, master, I'll go draw up the Only, my friend, I yet an unprovided net.

[Exeunt Two of the Fishermen. Of a pair of bases. Per. How well this honest mirth becomes their 2 Fish. We'll sure provide : thou shalt have my best labour!

gown to make thee a pair, and I'll bring thee to the 1 Fish. Hark you, sir; do you know where you are? court myself. Per. Not well.

Per. Then honour be but a goal to my will ! 1 Fish. Why, I'll tell you: this is called Pentapolis, This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill.

[Erennt. and our king, the good Simonides.

SCENE II.—The Same. A Platform leading to the Per. The good king Simonides, do you call him ?

Lists. A Pavilion near it, for the reception of the 1 Fish. Ay, sir; and he deserves to be so called, for

King, Princess, Ladies, Lords, &c. his peaceable reign, and good government. Per. He is a happy king, since he gains from his

Enter Simonides, Thaisa, Lords, and Attendants. subjects the name of good by his government. How Sim. Are the knights ready to begin the triumph? far is his court distant from this shore ?

1 Lord. They are, my liege; 1 Fish, Marry, sir, half a day's journey: and I'll And stay your coming to present themselves. tell you, he hath a fair daughter, and to-morrow is her Sim. Return them, we are ready; and our daughter, birth-day; and there are princes and knights come In honour of whose birth these triumphs are, from all parts of the world, to joust and tourney for Sits here, like beauty's child, whom nature gat her love.

For men to see, and seeing wonder at. [Exit a Lord. Per. Were my fortunes equal to my desires, I could Thai. It pleaseth you, my royal father, to express wish to make one there.

My commendations great, whose merit's less. 1 Fish. O, sir! things must be as they may; and Sim. "Tis fit it should be so; for princes are

A model, which heaven makes like to itself:

Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast : As jewels lose their glory if neglected,

You are princes, and my guests. So princes their renown, if not respected.

Thai. But you, [To Per.] my knight and guest; 'Tis now your honour, daughter, to explain

To whom this wreath of victory I give, The labour of each knight in his device.

And crown you king of this day's happiness. Thai. Which, to preserve mine honour, I'll perform. Per. 'Tis more by fortune, lady, than my

merit. Enter a Knight: he passes over the Stage, and his Squire Sim. Call it by what you will, the day is yours ; presents his Shield to the Princess.

And here, I hope, is none that envies it. Sim. Who is the first that doth prefer himself? In framing an artist art hath thus decreed,

Thai. A knight of Sparta, my renowned father; To make some good, but others to exceed; And the device he bears upon his shield

And you're her labour'd scholar. Come, queen o' the Is a black Æthiop, reaching at the sun ;

feast, The word, Lux tua vita mihi.

(For, daughter, so you are) here take your place: Sim. He loves you well that holds his life of you. Marshal the rest, as they deserve their grace.

[The second Knight passes over. Knights. We are honour'd much by good Simonides. Who is the second that presents himself?

Sim. Your presence glads our days: honour we love, Thai. A prince of Macedon, my royal father ; For who hates honour hates the gods above. And the device he bears upon his shield

Marshal. Sir, yond's your place. Is an arm’d knight, that's conquer'd by a lady:


Some other is more fit. The motto thus, in Spanish, Piu per dulzura que per 1 Knight. Contend not, sir; for we are gentlemen, fuerza.

[The third Knight passes over. That neither in our hearts, nor outward eyes, Sim. And what the third ?

Envy the great, nor do the low despise. Thai.

The third of Antioch ; Per. You are right courteous knights. And bis device, a wreath of chivalry :


Sit, sir; sit. The word, Me pompæ provexit apex,

By Jove, I wonder, that is king of thoughts, [The fourth Knight passes over. These cates resist me, he not thought upon. Sim. What is the fourth ?

Thai. By Juno, that is queen
Thai. A burning torch, that's turned upside down; of marriage, all the viands that I eat
The word, Quod me alit, me extinguit.

Do seem unsavoury, wishing him my meat.
Sim. Which shows that beauty hath his power and will, Sure, he's a gallant gentleman.
Which can as well inflame, as it can kill.

Sim. He's but a country gentleman:
[The fifth Knight passes over. He has done no more than other knights have done,
Thai. The fifth, a hand environed with clouds, He has broken a staff, or so; so, let it pass.
Holding out gold that's by the touchstone tried

Thai. To me he seems like diamond to glass. The motto thus, Sic spectanda fides.

Per. Yond' king's to me like to my father's picture, [The sixth Knight passes over. Which tells me in that glory once he was ; Sim. And what's the sixth and last, the which the Had princes sit, like stars, about his throne, knight himself

And he the sun for them to reverence.
With such a graceful courtesy deliver'd ?

None that beheld him, but like lesser lights
Thai. He seems to be a stranger; but his present is Did vail their crowns to his supremacy;
A wither'd branch, that's only green at top:

Where now his son, like a glow-worm in the night, The motto, In hac spe vivo.

The which bath fire in darkness, none in light: Sim. A pretty moral:

Whereby I see that Time's the king of men; From the dejected state wherein he is,

He's both their parent, and he is their grave, He hopes by you bis fortunes yet may flourish. And gives them what he will, not what they crave. 1 Lord. He had need mean better, than his outward Sim. What! are you merry, knights ? show

1 Knight. Who can be other, in this royal presence? Can any way speak in his just commend;

Sim. Here, with a cup that's stor'd unto the brim, For by his rusty outside be appears

(As you do love, fill to your mistress' lips) To have practis'd more the whipstock than the lance.

We drink this health to you. 2 Lord. He well may be a stranger, for he comes Knights.

We thank your grace. To an honour'd triumph strangely furnished.

Sim. Yet pause a while; 3 Lord. And on set purpose let his armour rust

Yond' knight doth sit too melancholy,
Until this day, to scour it in the dust.

As if the entertainment in our court
Sim. Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan Had not a show might countervail his worth.
The outward habit by the inward man.

Note it not you, Thaisa ?
But stay, the knights are coming: we'll withdraw Thai.

What is it Into the gallery.

[Exeunt. To me, my father? [ Great Shouts, and all cry, The mean knight! Sim.

O! attend, my daughter: SCENE III.—The Same. A Hall of State. A Ban- Princes, in this, should live like gods above, quet prepared.

Who freely give to every one that comes

To honour them; and princes, not doing so, Enter SIMONIDES, THAISA, Ladies, Lords, Knights,

Are like to gnats, which make a sound, but kill'd and Attendants.

Are wonder'd at. Therefore, Sim. Knights,

To make his entrance more sweet, here say, To say you are welcome were superfluous.

We drink this standing-bowl of wine to him. To place upon the volume of your deeds,

Thai. Alas, my father! it befits not me As in a title-page, your worth in arms,

Unto a stranger knight to be so bold : Were more than you expect, or more than's fit, He may my proffer take for an offence, Since every worth in show commends itself.

Since men take women's gifts for impudence.

you love.

censure :

Sim. How!

Esca. 'Tis very true. Do as I bid you, or you'll move me else.

Enter Three Lords. Thai. (Aside.] Now, by the gods, he could not please 1 Lord. See! not a man, in private conference me better.

Or council, has respect with him but he. Sim. And farther tell him, we desire to know, 2 Lord. It shall no longer grieve without reproof. Of whence he is, his name, and parentage.

3 Lord. And curs'd be he that will not second it. Thai. The king my father, sir, has drunk to you. 1 Lord. Follow me, then.-Lord Helicane, a word. Per. I thank him.

Hel. With me? and welcome.—Happy day, my lords.! Thai. Wishing it so much blood unto your life. 1 Lord. Know, that our griefs are risen to the top, Per. I thank both him and you, and pledge him freely. And now at length they overflow their banks. Thai. And, farther, he desires to know of you, Hel. Your griefs ! for what? wrong not the prince Of whence you are, your name and parentage.

Per. A gentleman of Tyre (my name, Pericles, 1 Lord. Wrong not yourself, then, noble Helicane; My education been in arts and arms)

But if the prince do live, let us salute him, Who looking for adventures in the world,

Or know what ground's made happy by his breath. Was by the rough seas reft of ships and men,

If in the world he live, we'll seek him out;
And after shipwreck driven upon this shore.

If in his grave he rest, we'll find him there;
Thai. He thanks your grace; names himself Pericles, And be resolved, he lives to govern us,
A gentleman of Tyre,

Or dead, gives cause to mourn his funeral,
Who only by misfortune of the seas

And leaves us to our free election. Bereft of ships and men, cast on the shore.

2 Lord. Whose death's, indeed, the strongest in our Sim. Now by the gods, I pity his misfortune, And will awake him from his melancholy.

And knowing this kingdom is without a head,
Come, gentlemen, we sit too long on trifles,

Like goodly buildings left without a roof,
And waste the time which looks for other revels. Soon fall to ruin, your noble self,
Even in your armours, as you are address'd,

That best know'st how to rule, and how to reign,
Will very well become a soldier's dance.

We thus submit unto, our sovereign. I will not have excuse, with saying, this

AU. Live, noble Helicane ! Loud music is too harsh for ladies' heads,

Hel. Try honour's cause; forbear your suffrages : Since they love men in arms, as well as beds. If that you love prince Pericles, forbear.

[The Knights dance. Take I your wish, I leap into the seas, So, this was well ask'd, 'twas so well perform'd. Where's hourly trouble for a minute's ease. Come, sir;

A twelvemonth longer, let me entreat you Here is a lady that wants breathing too:

To forbear the absence of your king; And I have often heard, you knights of Tyre

If in which time expir'd he not return, Are excellent in making ladies trip,

I shall with aged patience bear your yoke. And that their measures are as excellent.

But if I cannot win you to this love, Per. In those that practise them, they are, my lord. Go search like nobles, like noble subjects, Sim. O! that's as much, as you would be denied And in your search spend your adventurous worth ;

[The Knights and Ladies dance. Whom if you find, and win unto return, Of your fair courtesy.- Unclasp, unclasp :

You shall like diamonds sit about his crown. Thanks, gentlemen, to all; all have done well,

1 Lord. To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield: But you the best. [To Pericles.] Pages and lights, to And since lord Helicane enjoineth us, conduct

We with our travels will endeavour. These knights unto their several lodgings!-Yours, sir, Hel. Then, you love us, we you, and we'll clasp hands: We have given order to be next our own.

When peers thus knit a kingdom ever stands. (Ereunt. Per. I am at your grace's pleasure.

SCENE V.- Pentapolis. A Room in the Palace. Sim. Princes, it is too late to talk of love, And that's the mark I know you level at:

Enter Simonides, reading a Letter: the Knights meet

him. Therefore, each one betake him to his rest; To-morrow all for speeding do their best. [Exeunt. 1 Knight. Good morrow to the good Simonides. SCENE IV.-Tyre. A Room in the Governor's House.

Sim. Knights, from my daughter this I let you ,

know: Enter Helicanus and Escanes.

That for this twelvemonth she'll not undertake Hel. No, Escanes; know this of me,

A married life. Antiochus from incest liv'd not free:

Her reason to herself is only known, For which the most high gods, not minding longer Which yet from her by no means can I get. To withhold the vengeance, that they had in store, 2 Knight. May we not get access to her, my lord! Due to this heinous capital offence,

Sim. 'Faith, by no means; she hath so strictly tied her Even in the height and pride of all his glory, To her chamber, that it is impossible. When he was seated, and his daughter with him, One twelve moons more she'll wear Diana's livery; In a chariot of inestimable value,

This by the eye of Cynthia hath she vow'd, A fire from heaven came, and shriveli'd up

And on her virgin honour will not break it. Those bodies, even to loathing; for they so stunk, 3 Knight. Though loath to bid farewell, we take our That all those eyes ador’d them ere their fall,


[Exeunt. Scorn now their hand should give them burial.

Sim. So, Esca. 'Twas very strange.

They're well despatch'd ; now to my daughter's letter. Hel.

And yet but just; for though she tells me here, she'll wed the stranger knight, This king were great, his greatness was no guard Or never more to view nor day nor light. To bar heaven's shaft, but sin had his reward. 'Tis well, mistress; your choice agrees with mine;



I like that well:-nay, how absolute she's in't,

Per. Even in his throat, unless it be the king, Not minding whether I dislike or no.

That calls me traitor, I return the lie. Well, I commend her choice,

Sim. (Aside.] Now, by the gods, I do applaud his And will no longer have it be delay'd.

courage. Soft! here he comes : I must dissemble it.

Per. My actions are as noble as my thoughts, Enter PERICLES.

That never relish'd of a base descent.
Per. All fortune to the good Simonides!

I came unto your court for honour's cause,
Sim. To you as much, sir. I am beholding to you And not to be a rebel to her state;
For your sweet music this last night: I do

And he that otherwise accounts of me,
Protest, my ears were never better fed

This sword shall prove he's honour's enemy.
With such delightful pleasing harmony.

Sim. No!-
Per. It is your grace's pleasure to commend, Here comes my daughter, she can witness it.
Not my desert.

Enter Thaisa.
Sir, you are music's master.

Per. Then, as you are as virtuous as fair,
Per. The worst of all her scholars, my good lord. Resolve your angry father, if my tongue
Sim. Let me ask one thing.

Did e'er solicit, or my hand subscribe
What do you think of my daughter, sir ?

To any syllable that made love to you? Per. As of a most virtuous princess.

Thai. Why, sir, if you had, Sim. And she is fair too, is she not?

Who takes offence at that would make me glad ? Per. As a fair day in summer; wondrous fair. Sim. Yea, mistress, are you so peremptory?

Sim. My daughter, sir, thinks very well of you; [Aside.] I am glad on't with all my heart. Ay, so well, sir, that you must be her master, [ To her.] I'll tame you; I'll bring you in subjection. And she'll your scholar be: therefore, look to it. Will you, not having my consent, Per. I am unworthy for her schoolmaster.

Bestow your love and your affections Sim. She thinks not so; peruse this writing else. Upon a stranger ? [Aside.] who, for aught I know, Per. [Aside.] What's here?

May be (nor can I think the contrary) A letter, that she loves the knight of Tyre?

As great in blood as I myself. 'Tis the king's subtilty, to have my


[To her.] Therefore, hear you, mistress; either frame [To him.] O! seek not to entrap me, gracious lord, Your will to mine; and you, sir, hear you, A stranger and distressed gentleman,

Either be rul’d by me, or I will make you-
That never aim'd so high to love your daughter, Man and wife.- Nay, come; your hands,
But bent all offices to honour her.

And lips must seal it too;
Sim. Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter, and thou art And being join’d, I'll thus your hopes destroy;
A villain,

And for farther grief,—God give you joy !-
Per. By the gods, I have not,

What, are you both pleas'd ? Never did thought of mine levy offence;


Yes, if you love me, sir. Nor never did my actions yet commence

Per. Even as my life, my blood that fosters it.
A deed might gain her love, or your displeasure. Sim. What! are you both agreed ?
Sim. Traitor, thou liest.

Both. Yes, if't please your majesty.

Sim. It pleaseth me so well, I'll see you wed; Sim.

Ay, traitor. Then, with what haste you can, get you to bed. [Exeunt.

Enter Gower.

By the four opposing coignes,
Gow. Now sleep yslaked hath the rout;

Which the world together joins,
No din but snores the house about,

Is made, with all due diligence, Made louder by the o'er-fed breast

That horse, and sail, and high expence, Of this most pompous marriage feast.

Can stead the quest. At last from Tyre The cat with eyne of burning coal,

(Fame answering the most strange inquire,) Now couches 'fore the mouse's hole ;

To the court of king Simonides And crickets sing at the oven's mouth,

Are letters brought, the tenour these :Are the blither for their drouth.

Antiochus and his daughter dead : Hymen hath brought the bride to bed,

The men of Tyrus on the head Where, by the loss of maidenhead,

Of Helicanus would set on A babe is moulded.-Be attent,

The crown of Tyre, but he will none : And time that is so briefly spent,

The mutiny he there hastes t' oppress; With your fine fancies quaintly eche;

Says to them, if king Pericles What's dumb in show, I'll plain with speech.

Come not home in twice six moons,

He, obedient to their dooms,
Dumb Show.

Will take the crown. The sum of this,
Enter Pericles and Simonides at one door, with At- Brought hither to Pentapolis,

tendants; a Messenger meets them, kneels, and gives Yravished the regions round, PERICLES a Letter : PERICLES shows it to SIMONIDES;

And every one with claps 'gan sound, the Lords kneel to Pericles. Then, enter THAISA “Our heir apparent is a king! with child, and LYCHORIDA : Simonides shows Who dream'd, who thought of such a thing ?” Daughter the Letter; she rejoices : she and Pericles Brief, he must hence depart to Tyre: take leave of her Father, and all depart.

His queen, with child, makes her desire
Gow. By many a dern and painful perch

(Which who shall cross ?) along to go. Of Pericles the careful search

Omit we all their dole and woe:

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