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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

〈◊〉 came and rescued me Brought me to Metaline But good sir whither wil you haue me why doe you weep It may be you thinke mee an imposture no good fayth I am the d●ughter to King P●ricl●s if goo● king P●ricles be Hell Hoe Hellica●●s Hel. Calls my Lord. Per. Thou art a graue and noble Counseller Most wise in generall tell me if thou canst what this mayde is or what is like to bee that thus hath made me● weepe H●l I know not but here 's the Regent sir of Metalin● speakes nobly of her Lys. She neuer would tell her parentage Being demaunded that she would sit still and weepe Per. Oh Hellicanus strike me honored sir giue mee a gash put me to present paine least this great sea of ioyes rushing vpon me ore-beare the shores of my mortalitie and drowne me with their sweetnesse Oh come hither thou that bege●st him that did thee beget Thou that wast borne at sea buried at Tharsus And found at sea agen O Hellicanus Downe on thy knees thanke the holie Gods as loud As thunder threatens vs this is Marina What was thy mothers name tell me but that for truth can neuer be confirm'd inough Though doubts did euer sleepe Mar. Frist sir I pray what is your title Per. I am Pericles of Tyre but tell mee now my Drownd Queenes name as in the rest you sayd Thou hast beene God-like perfit the heir of kingdomes And an other like to Pericles thy father Ma. Is it no more to be your daughter then to say my mothers name was Thaisa Thaisa was my mother who did end the minute I began Pe. Now blessing on thee rise th' art my child Giue me fresh garments mine owne Hellicanus shee is not dead at Tharsus as shee should haue beene by sauage Cl●o● she shall tell thee all when thou shalt kneele and iustifie in knowledge she is thy verie Princes who is this Hel. Sir t is the gouernor of M●●●line who hearing of your me lancholie state did come to see you Per. I embrace you giue me my robes I am ●●lde in my beholding O heauens blesse my girle But harke what Musicke tell 〈◊〉 my Marina Tell him ore point by point for yet he seemes to do●t How sure you are my daughter but what musicke Hel My Lord I heare none Per. None the Musicke of the Spheres list my Marina L●● It is not good to crosse him giue him way Per. 〈◊〉 sounds do ye not heare Lys. Musicke my Lord I heare Per. Most heauenly Musicke It ●ips me vnto ●●stning and thicke slumber Ha●gs vpon mine eyes let me rest L●● A Pillow for his head so leaue him all W●ll my companion friends if this but answere to my 〈◊〉 beliefe I le well remember you Diana Dia. My Temple stands in Ephesus Hie thee t●ither and doe vppon mine Altar sacrifice There when my maiden priests are met together before the people all reueale how thou at sea didst loose thy wife to mourne thy crosses with thy daughters call giue them repetition to the like or performe my bidding or thou liuest in woe doo 't and happie by my siluer bow awake and tell thy dreame Per. Celestiall Dian Goddesse Argentine I will obey thee Hellicanus Hell Sir Per. My purpose was for Tharsus there to strike The inhospitable Cleon but I am for other seruice first Toward Ephesus turne our blowne sayles Eftsoones I le tell thee why shall we refresh vs sir vpon your shore and giue you golde for such prouision as our intents will neede Lys Sir with all my heart and when you come a shore I haue another sleight Per. You shall preuaile were it to wooe my daughter for it seemes you haue beene noble towards her Lys. Sir lend me your arme Per. Come my Marina Exeunt G●wer Now our sands are almost run More a little and then dum This my last boone giue mee For such kindnesse must relieue mee That you aptly will suppose What pageantry what feats what showes What minstrelsie and prettie din The Regent made in Metalin To greet the King so he thriued That he is promisde to be wined To faire Marina but in no wise Till he had done his sacrifice As Dian bad whereto being bound The Interim pray you all confound In fetherd briefenes sayles are fild And wishes fall out as they 'r wild At Ephesus the Temple see Our King and all his companie That he can hither come so soone Is by your fancies thankfull doome Per. Haile Dian to performe thy iust commau●● I here confe●●e my selfe the King of Tyre Who frighted from my countrey did ●ed at P●●tapolis the faire 〈◊〉 at Sea in childbed died she but broug●t forth a Mayd child ca●ld Marina whom O Goddesse wears yet thy siluer liuerey ●hee at Tharsus was nurst with 〈◊〉 who at fourteene yeares he sought to murder but her better s●ars brought her to Meteline gainst whose shore ryding her For●unes brought the mayde aboord vs where by her owne most cleere remembrance shee made knowne her selfe my Daughter T● Voyce and fauour you are you are O royall Pericles Per. What meanes the mum shee die's helpe Gent●emen Ceri Noble Sir if you haue tolde Dianaes Altar true this is your wife Per. R●uerent appearer no I threwe her ouer-boord with these verie a●mes C● Vpon this coast I warrant you P● T' is most certaine Cer. Looke to the Ladie O shee 's but ouer-joyde Earlie in b●u●tering morne this Ladie was throwne vpon this shore I op't the coffin found there rich Iewells recouered her and plac'ste her heere in Dianaes temple Per. May we see them Cer. Great Sir they shal be brought you to my house whither I inuite you looke Thaisa is recouered Th. O let me looke if hee be none of mine my sanctitie will ●o my sense bende no licentious eare but curbe it spight of seeing O my Lord are you not Pericles like him you spake like him you are did you not name a tempest a birth and death P●r. The voyce of dead Thaisa Th. That Thaisa am I supposed dead and drownd Per. I mortall ●ian Th. Now I knowe you better when wee with teares parted Pent●polis the king my father gaue you such a ring Per. This this no more you gods your present kindenes makes my past miseries sports you shall doe well that on the touching of her lips I may melt and no more be seene O come be buried a seco●d time within these ar●es Ma. My heart leaps to be gone into my mothers bosome Per. Looke who kneeles here flesh of thy flesh Thaisa thy burden at the Sea and call'd Marina for she was yeelded there T● Blest and mine owne ●ell Hayle Madame and my Queene Th. I knowe you not Hell You haue heard mee say when I did flie from Tyre I left behind an ancient substitute can you remember what I call'd the man I haue nam'de him oft T● T was 〈◊〉 then Per. Still confirmation imbrace him deere Thaisa this is hee now doe I long to heare how you were found how possiblie pre●erued and who to thanke besides the gods for this great miracle T● Lord Cerimon my Lord this man through whom the Gods haue showne their power that can from first to last resolue you P●r. R●ucrent Syr the gods can haue no mortall officer more like a god then you will you deliuer how this dead Queene reliues Cer. I will my Lord beseech you first goe with mee to my house where shall be showne you all was found with her How shee came plac'ste heere in the Temple no needfulll thing omitted Per. Pure Dian blesse thee for thy vision and will offer night oblations to thee Thai●a this Prince the ●aire betrothed of your daughter shall marrie her at Pentapolis and now this ornament makes mee looke dismall will I clip to forme and what ●his fourteene yeeres no razer touch't to grace thy marridge-day I le beautifie Th. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit Sir my father's dead Per. 〈◊〉 make a Starre of him yet there my Queene 〈◊〉 celebrate their Nuptialls and our selues will in that kingdome spend our following daie● our sonne and daughter shall in Tyrus raigne Lord 〈◊〉 wee doe our longing stay To heare the rest vntolde Sir lead's the way FINIS Gower In Antiochus and his daughter you haue heard Of monstrous lust the due and iust reward In Pericles his Queene and Daughter seene Although assayl'de with Fortune fierce and keene Vertue preferd from fell destructions blast Lead on by heauen and crown'd with ioy at last In Helycanus may you well descrie A figure of trueth of faith of loyaltie In reuerend C●rimon there well appeares The worth that learned charitie aye weares For wicked Cleon and his wife when Fame Had spred his cursed deede the honor'd name Of Pericles to rage the Cittie turne That him and his they in his Pallace burne The gods for murder seemde so content To punish although not done but meant So on your Patience euermore attending New ioy wayte on you heere our play has ending FINIS

which are paid as debts And not as g●uen this so darkes In Phyl●ten all gracefull markes That Cl●●ns wife with Enuie rare A present murderer does prepare For good Marina that her daughter Might stand peerlesse by this slaughter The sooner her vile thoughts to stead 〈…〉 our nurse is dead And cursed D●o●●za hath The pregnant instrument of wrath Prest for this blow the vnbor●e●uent I doe commend to your content Onely I carri●d winged Time Post one the lame ●●ete of my rime Which neuer coul● I so conu●y Vnl●sse your thoughts went on my way Dioniza ●oes appeare With Leo●in● a murth●rer Exit Enter Dioniza with L●onin● Dion Thy oath remember thou hast sworne to doo 't t is but a blowe which neuer ●●all bee knowne thou canst not doe a thing in the worlde so soone to yeelde the● so much pro●●te let not con●●●ence which is but cold in ●●a●ning thy loue bosome enflame too nicelie nor let pittie which euen wo●en haue cast off melt thee but be a souldier to thy purpo●● Leon. I will doo'● ●ut yet she is a goodly creature Dion The ●●tter then the Gods should haue her Here she comes we●ping ●or her onely Mistres●e death Thou art resolude Leon. I am resolude Enter Marina with a Basket of flowers Ma●i No I will ●ob T●ll●s of her weede to strowe thy greene w●th Flowe●s the yellowes blewes the purple Violets and Marigolds shall as a Carpet hang vpon thy graue while Sommer dayes doth last Aye me poore maid borne in a tempest when my mother dide this world to me is a lasting storme whirring me from my friends Dion How now Marina why doe you keep alone How chaunce my daughter is not with you Doe not con●ume your bloud with sorrowing Haue you a nurse of me Lord how your fauour Changd with this vnprofitable woe Come giue me your flowers ere the sea marre it Walke with Leonine the ayre is quicke there And it perces and sharpens the stomacke Come Leonine take her by the arme walke with her Mari. No I pray you I le not bercau● you of your seru●̄t Dion Come come I loue the king your father and your selfe with more then forraine heart we euery day expect him here when he shall com● and find our Paragon to all reports thus blasted He will repent the breadth of his great voyage blame both my Lord and me that we haue taken no care to your best courses go I pray you walke and be chearfull once againe reserue that excellent complexion which did steale the eyes of yong and old Care not for me I can g●e home alone Mari. Well I will goe but yet I haue no desire too it Dion Come come I know t is good for you walke halfe an houre Leonine at the least remember what I haue sed Leon. I warrant you Madam Dion I le leaue you my sweete Ladie for a while pray walke softly doe not heate your bloud what I must haue care of you Mari. My thanks sweete Madame Is this wind Westerlie that blowes Leon. Southwest Mari. When I was borne the wind was North. Leon. Wast so Mari. My father as nu●se ses did neuer feare but cryed good sea-men to the Saylers galling his kingly hands haling ropes and clasping to the Mast endured a sea that almost burst the decke Leon. When was this Mari. When I was borne neuer was waues nor winde more violent and from the ladder tackle washes off a canuas clymer ha ses one wolt out and with a dropping industrie they skip from sterne to sterne the Boarswaine whistles and the Ma●ster calles and trebles their confusion Leon. Come say your prayers Mari. What meane you Leon. If you require a little space for praier I graunt it pray but bee not tedious for the Gods are quicke of ●ar● and I am sworne to do my worke with haste Mari. Why will you kill me Leon. To satisfie my Ladie Mari. Why would shee haue mee kild now as I can remember by my troth I neuer did her hurt in all my life I neuer spake bad worde nor did ill turne to anie liuing creature Beleeue me law I neuer killd a Mouse nor hurt a Fly I trode vpon a worme against my will but I wept for t How haue I offended wherein my death might yeeld her an●● profit or my life imply her any danger Leon. My Commission is not to reason of the deed but doo 't Mari. You will not doo 't for all the world I hope you are well fauoured and your lookes foreshew you haue a gentle heart I saw you latelie when you caught hurt in parting two that fought good sooth it shewde well in you do so now your Ladie seekes my life Come you betweene and saue poore mee the weaker Leon. I am sworne and will dispatch Enter Pirats Pirat 1. Hold villaine Pira 2. A prize a prize Pirat 3. Halfe part mates halfe part Come le ts haue her aboord sodainly Exit Enter Le●●ine Leon. These rogueing theeues serue the great Pvrat● Valdes and they haue seizd Marina let her goe ther 's no hope shee will returne I le sweare shee s dead and throwne into the Sea 〈◊〉 see further perhappes they will but please themselues vpon her not carrie her aboord if shee remaine Whome they haue rauisht must by mee be slaine Exit Enter the three Bawd●s Pander Boult Boult Sir Pander Searche the market narrowely M●tt●lyne is full of gallants wee lost too much much money this mart by beeing too wenchlesse Ba●d Wee were neuer so much out of Creatures we h●ue but poore three and they ca● doe no more then they can doe and they with continu●ll 〈◊〉 are euen as good as rotten Pander Therefore le ts haue fresh ones what ere wee pay for them if there bee not a conscience to be vsde in eu●rie trade wee shall neu●r prosper Ba●d Thou sayst true t is not our bringing vp of poore bastards as I thinke I hau● brought vp some 〈◊〉 Boult I to eleuen and brought them downe againe but shall I searche the mark●t Bawde What else ma● ●he stuffe we haue a strong winde will blowe it to peeces they are so pittifu●ly sudden Pander Thou sayest true ther 's two unwholesome a conscience the poore Transiluanian is dead that laye with the little baggadge Boult I shee quickly poupt him she made him roaste-meate for wormes but I le goe search the market Exit Pand. Three or foure thousande Checkins were as prettie a proportion to liue quietly and so giue ouer Bawd Why to giue ouer I pray you Is it a shame to get when wee are olde Pand. Oh our credite comes not in like the commoditie nor the commoditie wages not with the daunger therefore if in our youthes we could picke up some prettie estate 't were not amisse to keepe our doore hatch't besides the fore tearmes we stand upon with the gods wil be strong with us for giuing ore Bawd Come other sorts offend as well as wee Pand. As well as