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come from all parts of the world, to just and tourney for her love.

Per. Did but my fortunes equal my desires, I'd wish to make one there.

i Fish. O, sir, things must be as they may; and what a man cannot get, he may lawfully deal for - his wife's soul.

Re-enter the Two Fishermen, drawing up a net.

2 Fish. Help, master, help; here's a fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law; 'twill hardly come out. Ha! bots on't, tis come at last, and 'tis turn'd to a rusty armour.

Per. An armour, friends! I pray you, let me see it.
Thanks, fortune, yet, that after all my crosses,
Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself;
And, though it was mine own, part of mine he-

ritage,
Which my dead father did bequeath to me,
With this strict charge, (even as he left his life)
Keep it, mu Pericles, it hath been a shield
'Twixt me and death; (and pointed to this brace :)7
For that it sav'd me, keep it; in like necessity,
Which gods protect thee from! it may defend thee.
It kept where I kept, I so dearly lov'd it;
Till the rough seas, that spare not any man,
Took it in rage, though calm’d, they give't again;
I thank thee for't; my shipwreck's now no ill,
Since I have here my father's gift by will.

1 Fish. What mean you, sir?
Per. To beg of you, kind friends, this coat of worth,

• To tilt, mock fight.

7 Armour for the arm.

For it was sometime target to a king;
I know it by this mark. He lov'd me dearly,
And for his sake, I wish the having of it;
And that you'd guide me to your sovereign's court,
Where with't I may appear a gentleman;
And if that ever my low fortunes better,
I'll pay your bounties; till then, rest your debtor.

1 Fish. Why, wilt thou tourney for the lady? Per. I'll show the virtue I have borne in arms.

i Fish. Why, do ye take it, and the gods give thee good on't!

2 Fish. Ay, but hark you, my friend; 'twas we that made up this garment through the rough seams of the waters: there are certain condolements, certain vails. I hope, sir, if you thrive, you'll remember from whence you had it.

Per. Believe't, I will. Now, by your furtherance, I am cloth'd in steel; And spite of all the rupture of the sea, This jewel holds his biding 8 on my arm; Unto thy value will I mount myself Upon a courser, whose delightful steps Shall make the gazer joy to see him tread.--Only, my friend, I yet am unprovided Of a pair of bases. 9

2 Fish. We'll sure provide : thou shalt have my best gown to make thee a pair; and I'll bring thee to the court myself.

· Per. Then honour be but a goal to my will; This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill. [Exeunt.

* Keeping

9 A kind of loose breeches.

SCENE II.

The same. A publick Way, or Platform, leading to the

Lists. A Pavilion by the Side of it, for the reception of the King, Princess, Lords, sc....

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Enter SIMONIDES, THAISA, Lords, and Attendants.

Sim. Are the knights ready to begin the triumph?

1 Lord. They are, my liege ; And stay your coming to present themselves.

Sim. Return them,' we are ready; and our daughter, In honour of whose birth these triumphs are, Sits here, like beauty's child, whom nature gat For men to see, and seeing wonder at. [E.rit a Lord.

Thai. It pleaseth you, my father, to express
My commendations great, whose merit's less.

Sim. 'Tis fit it should be so ; for princes are
A model, which heaven makes like to itself :
As jewels lose their glory, if neglected,
So princes their renown, if not respected.
'Tis now your honour, daughter, to explain
The labour of each knight, in his device.?

Thai. Which, to preserve mine honour, I'll perform.

Enter a Knight; he passes over the Stage, and his

Squire presents his Shield to the Princess.
Sim. Who is the first that doth prefer? himself?

Thai. A knight of Sparta, my renowned father ;
And the device he bears upon his shield
Is a black Æthiop, reaching at the sun;

ii.e. Return them notice.

2 Emblem on a shield. 3 Offer.

The word,+ Lux tua vita mihi.
Sim. He loves you well, that holds his life of you.

[The second Knight passes, Who is the second, that presents himself?

Thai. A prince of Macedon, my royal father; And the device he bears upon his shield Is an arm'd knight, that's conquer'd by a lady : The motto thus, in Spanish, Piu per dulçura que per

fuerça.s [The third Knight passes. Sim. And what's the third? Thai.

The third, of Antioch; And his device, a wreath of chivalry : The word, Me pompæ provexit apex,

[The fourth Knight passes, Sim. What is the fourth ?

Thai. A burning torch, that's turned upside down; The word, Quod me alit, me extinguit. Sim. Which shows that beauty hath his power and

will, Which can as well inflame, as it can kill.

[The fifth Knight passes. Thai. The fifth, an hand environed with clouds; Holding out gold, that's by the touchstone tried : The motto thus, Sic spectanda fides.

[The sixth Knight passes, Sim. And what's the sixth and last, which the

knight himself With such a graceful courtesy deliver'd?

Thai. He seems a stranger ; but his present is A wither'd branch, that's only green at top; The motto, In hac

spe

vivo.

4 The motto.

5 i. e. More by sweetness than by force.

Sim. A pretty moral ; From the dejected state wherein he is, He hopes by you his fortunes yet may flourish. 1 Lord, He had need mean better than his out

ward show Can any way speak in his just commend : For, by his rusty outside, he appears To have practis'd more the whipstock,6 than the lance.

2 Lord. He well may be a stranger, for he comes To an honour'd triumph, strangely furnished.

3 Lord. And on set purpose let his armour rust Until this day, to scour it in the dust.

Sim. Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan The outward habit by the inward man. But stay, the knights are coming; we'll withdraw Into the gallery.

[Exeunt. [Great shouts, and all cry, The mean knight.

SCENE III.

The same. A Hall of State.--A Banquet prepared,
Enter SIMONIDES, Thaisa, Lords, Knights, and

Attendants.
Sim. Knights,
To say your welcome, were superfluous.
To place upon the volume of your deeds,
As in a title-page, your worth in arms,
Were more than you expect, or more than's fit,
Since

every worth in show commends itself. Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast : You are my guests.

Handle of a whip.

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