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A12024	The late, and much admired play, called Pericles, Prince of Tyre With the true relation of the whole historie, aduentures, and fortunes of the said prince: as also, the no lesse strange, and worthy accidents, in the birth and life, of his daughter Mariana. As it hath been diuers and sundry times acted by his Maiesties Seruants, at the Globe on the Banck-side. By William Shakespeare.; Pericles	Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616.	1609 (1609)	STC 22334; ESTC S111190	38,622	72

if the Prince do liue let vs salute him Or know what ground 's made happy by his breath If in 〈…〉 he liue wee 'le seeke him out If in his ●raue he rest wee 'le find him there And be resolued he liues to gouerne vs Or dead giu●'s cause to mourne his funerall And leaue vs to our free election 2. Lord. Whose death in deed the strongest in our sensure And knowing this Kingdome is without a head Like goodly Buyldings left without a Roofe Soone fall to ruine your noble selfe That best know how to rule and how to raigne Wee thus submit vnto our Soueraigne Omnes Liue noble Hellicane Hell Try honours cause forbeare your suffrages If that you loue Prince Pericles forbeare Take I your wish I leape into the seas Where 's howerly trouble for a minuts ease A twelue-month longer let me intreat you To forbeare the absence of your King If in which time expir'd he not returne I shall with aged patience beare your yoake But if I cannot w●●ne you to this loue Goe search like nobles like noble subiects And in your search spend your aduenturous worth Whom if you find and winne vnto returne You shall like Diamonds ●it about his Crowne 1. Lord. To wisedome hee 's a foole that will not yeeld And since Lord Hellicane enioyneth vs We with our trauels will endeauour Hell Then you loue vs we you wee 'le claspe hands When Peeres thus knit a Kingdome euer stands Enter the King re●●ing of a letter at one doore the Knightes meete him 1. Knight Good morrow to the good Sim●ui●es King Knights from my daughter this I let you know That for this twelue-month shee 'le not vndertake A maried life her reason to her selfe is onely knowne Which from her by no meanes can I get 2. Knight May we not get accesse to her my 〈◊〉 king Fayth by no meanes she hath so strictly Tyed her to her Chamber that t' is impossible One twelue Moones more shee 'le weare Dianas liuerie This by the eye of Cinthya hath she vowed And on her Virgin honour will not breake it 3. knight Loth to bid-farewell we take our leaues king So they are well dispatcht Now to my daughters Letter she telles me heere Shee 'le wedde the stranger Knight Or neuer more to view nor day nor light T' is well Mistris your choyce agrees with mine I like that well nay how absolute she 's in 't Not minding whether I dislike or no. Well I do commend her choyce and will no longer Haue it be delayed Soft heere he comes I must dissemble it Enter Pericl●● Peri. All fortune to the good Sy●mid●s King To you as much Sir I am behoulding to you For your sweete Musicke this last night I do protest my eares were neuer better fedde With such delightfull pleasing harmonie Peri. It is your Graces pleasure to commend Not my desert king Sir you are Musickes maister Peri. The worst of all her schollers my good Lord. king Let me aske you one thing What do you thinke of my Daughter sir Peri. A most vertuous Princesse king And she is faire too is she not Peri. As a faire day in Sommer woondrous faire king Sir my Daughter thinkes very well of you I so well that you must be her Maister And she will be your Scholler therefore looke to it Peri. I am vnworthy for her Scholemaister king She thinkes not so peruse this writing else P●r. What 's here a letter that she loues the knight of Tyre T' is the Kings subtiltie to haue my life Oh seeke not to intrappe me gracious Lord A Stranger and distressed Gentleman That neuer aymed so hie to loue your Daughter But bent all offices to honour her king Thou hast bewitcht my daughter And thou art a villaine Peri. By the Gods I haue not neuer did thought Of mine leuie offence nor neuer did my actions Yet commence a deed might gaine her loue Or your displeasure king Traytor thou lyest Peri. Traytor king I traytor Peri. Euen in his throat vnlesse it be the King That cals me Traytor I returne the lye king Now by the Gods I do applaude his courage Peri. My actions are as noble as my thoughts That neuer relisht of a base discent I came vnto your Court for Honours cause And not to be a Rebell to her state And he that otherwise accountes of mee This Sword shall prooue hee 's Honours enemie king No●heere comes my Daughter she can witnesse it Enter Thaisa Peri. Then as you are as vertuous as faire Resolue your angry Father if my tongue Did ere solicite or my hand subscribe To any sillable that made loue to you Thai Why sir say if you had who take● offence At that would make me glad King Yea Mistris are you so peremptorie I am glad on 't with all my heart I le tame you I le bring you in subiection Aside Will you not hauing my consent Bestow your loue and your affections Vpon a Stranger who for ought I know May be nor can I thinke the contrary Aside As great in blood as I my selfe Therefore heare you Mistris either frame Your will to mine and you sir heare you Either be rul'd by mee or I le make you Man and wife nay come your hands And lippes must seale it too and being ioynd I le thus your hopes destroy and for further griefe God giue you ioy what are you both pleased Th● Yes if you loue me sir Peri. Euen as my life my blood that fosters it King What are you both agreed Ambo Yes if 't please your Maiestie King It pleaseth me so well that I will see you wed And then with what haste you can get you to bed Exiunt Enter Gower Now sleepe y slacked hath the rout No din but snores about the house Made louder by the orefed breast Of this most pompous maryage Feast The Catte with eyne of burning cole Now coutches from the Mouses ●ole And Cricket sing at the Ouens mouth Are the blyther for their drouth Hymen hath brought the Bride to bed Whereby the los●e of may denhead A Babe is moulded be attent And Time that is so briefly spent With your fine fancies quaintly each What 's dumbe in shew I 'le plaine with speach Enter Pericles and Symonides at one d●re with attendantes a Messenger meete them knee●es and giues Pericles a letter Pericles shewes it Sy●onides the Lords kneele to him then enter Thaysa with 〈◊〉 with Lichorida a nurse the King shewes her th● letter she reioyces she and Pericle● take leaue of her father and depart By many a dearne and painefull pearch Of Perycles the carefull search By the ●ower opposing Crignes Which the world togeather ioynes Is made with all due diligence That horse and sayle and hie expence Can steed the quest at last from Tyre Fame answering the most strange enquire To'th Court of King Symonides Are Letters brought the tenour these Anti●chus and his daughter dead The men of Tyrus on the head

THE LATE And much admired Play Called Pericles Prince of Tyre With the true Relation of the whole Historie aduentures and fortunes of the said Prince As also The no lesse strange and worthy accidents in the Birth and Life of his Daughter MARIANA As it hath been diuers and sundry times acted by his Maiesties Seruants at the Globe on the Banck-side By William Shakespeare Imprinted at London for Henry Gosson and are to be sold at the signe of the Sunne in Pater-noster row c. 1609. The Play of Pericles Prince o● Tyre c. Enter Gower TO sing a Song that old was sung From ashes auntient Gower is come Assuming mans infirmities To glad your eare and please your eyes It hath been sung at Feastiuals On Ember eues and Holydayes And Lords and Ladyes in their liues Haue red it for restoratiues The purchase is to make men glorious Et bonum quo Antiquius ●o melius If you borne in those latter times When Witts more ripe accept my rimes And that to heare an old man sing May to your Wishes pleasure bring I life would wish and that I might Waste it for you like Taper light This Antioch then Antiochus the great Buylt vp this Citie for his chiefest Seat The fayrest in all Syria I tell you what mine Authors saye This King vnto him tooke a Peere Who dyed and left a female heyre So bucksome blith and full of face As heauen had lent her all his grace With whom the Father liking tooke And her to Incest did prouoke Bad child worse father to intice his owne To euill should be done by none But custome what they did begi● Was with long vse account'd no sinne The beautie of this sinfull Dame Made many Princes thither frame To seeke her as a bedfellow In maryage pleasures playfellow Which to preuent he made a Law To keepe her still and men in awe That who so askt her for his wife His Riddle tould not lost his life So for her many of wight did die As yon grimme lookes do testifie What now ensues to the iudgement of your eye I giue my cause who best can iu●tifie Exi● Enter Antiochus Princ● Pericl●s and f●llowers Ant● Young Prince of Tyre you haue at large receiued The danger of the taske you vndertake Peri. I haue Antiochus and with a soule emboldned With the glory of her prayse thinke death no hazard In this enterprise Ant. Musicke bring in our daughter clothed like a bride For embracements euen of ●oue himselfe At whose conception till Lucina rained Nature this dowry gaue to glad her presence The Seanate house of Planets all did sit To knit in her their best perfections Enter Antiochus daughter Per. See where she comes appareled like the ●pring Graces her subiects and her thoughts the King Of euery Vertue giues renowne to men Her face the booke of pra●ses where is read Nothing but curious pleasures as from thence Sorrow were euer racte and teastie wrath Could neuer be her milde companion You Gods that made me man and sway in loue That haue enflamde desire in my breast To taste the fruite of yon celestiall tree Or die in th' aduenture be my helpes As I am sonne and seruant to your will To compasse such a bondlesse happinesse Anti. Prince Pericles Per● That would be sonne to great Antiochus Ant. Before thee standes this faire Hesperides With golden fruite but dangerous to be toucht For Death like Dragons heere affright thee hard Her face like Heauen inticeth thee to view Her countlesse glory which desert must gaine And which without desert because thine eye Presumes to reach all the whole heape must die Yo● sometimes famous Princes like thy selfe Drawne by report aduentrous by desire Tell thee with speachlesse tongues and semblance pale That without couering saue yon field of Starres Heere they stand Martyrs slaine in Cupids Warres And with dead cheekes aduise thee to desist For going on deaths net whom none resist Per. Antiochus I thanke thee who hath taught My frayle mortalitie to know it selfe And by those fearefull obiectes to prepare This body like to them to what I must For Death remembered should be like a myrrour Who tels vs life 's but breath to trust it errour I le make my Will then and as sicke men doe Who know the World see Heauen but feeling woe Gripe not at earthly ioyes as ●arst they did So I bequeath a happy peace to you And all good men as eu●ry Prince should doe My ritches to the earth from whence they came But my vnspotted fire of Loue to you Thus ready for the way of li●e or death I wayte the sharpest blow Antiochus Scorning aduice read the conclusion then Which read and not expounded t is decreed As these before thee thou thy selfe shalt bleed D●ugh Of all sayd yet mayst thou prooue prospero●● Of all sayd yet I wish thee happinesse Peri. Like a bold Champion I assume the Listes Nor aske aduise of any other thought But faythfulnesse and courage The Riddle I am no Viper yet I feed On mothers flesh which did me breed I sought a Husband in which labour I found that kindness● in a Father Hee 's Father Sonne and Husband mild● I Mother Wife and yet his Child How they may be and yet in two As you will liue resolue it you Sharpe Phisicke is the last But ô you powers That giues heauen countlesse eyes to view mens actes Why cloude they not their sights perpetually If this be true which makes me pale to read it Faire Glasse of light I lou'd you and could still Were not this glorious Casket stor'd with ill But I must tell you now my thoughts reuolt For hee 's no man on whom perfections waite That knowing sinne within will touch the gate You are a faire Violl and your sense the stringes Who finger'd to make man his lawfull musicke Would draw Heauen downe and all the Gods to ha●ken But being playd vpon before your time Hell onely daunceth at so harsh a chime Good sooth I care not for you Ant. Prince Pericl●s touch not vpon thy life For that 's an Article within our Law As dangerous as the rest your time 's expir'd Either expound now or receiue your senten●e Peri. Great King Few loue to heare the sinnes they loue to act T'wo●ld brayde your selfe too neare for me to tell it Who has a booke of all that Monarches doe Hee 's more secure to keepe it shut then showne For Vice repeated is like the wandring Wind Blowes dust in others eyes to spread it selfe And yet the end of all is bought thus deare The breath is gone and the sore eyes see cleare To stop the Ayre would hurt them the blind Mole cast●● Copt hilles towards heauen to tell the earth is throng'd By mans oppression and the poore Worme doth die for 't Kinges are earths Gods in vice their law 's their will And if ●oue stray who dares say ●oue doth ●ll It is enough you know and it is fit What