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2 Fish. Ho! come, and bring away the nets. Per. I thank you, sir. I Fish. What Patch-breech, I say !
2 Fish. Hark you, my friend, you said you could 3 Fish. What say you, master ?
not beg. 1 Fish. Look how thou stirrest now ! come away,
Per. I did but crave. or l’U fetch thee with a wanpion.
2 Fish. But crave ? Then I'll turn craver too, 3 Fish. 'Faith, master, I am thinking of the poor and so I shall 'scape whipping. men that were cast away before us, even now. Per. Why, are all your beggars whipped then ?
1 Fish. Alas, poor souls, it grieved my beart to 2 Fish. O, not all, my friend, not all; for if all hear what pitiful cries they made to us, to help them, your beggars were whipped, I would wish no better when, well-a-day, we could scarce help ourselves. office than to be beadle. But, master, I'll go draw
3 Fish. Nay, inaster, said not I as much, when I up the net. (Exeunt Two of the Fishermen. saw the porpus, how he bounced and tumbled ? they Per. How well this honest mirth becomes their say, they are half fish, half tiesh: a plague on them,
labour! they ne'er come, but I look to be washed. Master, | Fish. Hark you, sir ! do you know where you are ? I marvel how the fishes live in the sea.
Per. Not well, 1 Fish. Why, as men do a-land; the great ones 1 Fish. Why, I'll tell you : this is called Pentaeat up the little ones : I can compare our rich misers polis, and our king, the good Simonides. to nothing so fitly as to a whale: ’a plays and tum- Per. The good king Simonides, do you call him? bles, driving the poor fry before him, and at last de- 1 Fish. Ay, sir; and he deserves to be so called, vours them all at mouthful. Such whales have I for his peaceable reign, and good government. heard on a'the land, who never leave gaping, till Per. He is a happy king, since from his subjects they've swallow'd the whole parish, church, steeple, He gains the name of good, by his government. bells, and all.
How far is his court distant from this shore ? Per. A pretty moral.
1 Fish. Marry, sir, half a day's journey; and I'll 3 Fish. But, master, if I had been the sexton, I tell you, he hath a faiz daughter, and to-morrow is would have been that day in the belfry.
her birth-day; and there are princes and knights 2 Fish. Why, man?
come from all parts of the world, to just and tourney 3 Fish. Because he should have swallowed me for her love. too: and when I had been in his belly, I would have Per. Did but my fortunes equal my desires, kept such a jangling of the bells, that he should I'd wish to make one there. never have left, till he cast bells, steeple, churcb, I Fish, O, sir, things must be as they may; and and parish, up again. But if the good king Si- what a man cannot get, he may lawfully deal for monides were of my mind
his wife's soul. Per. Simonides ? 3 Fish. We would purge the land of these drones,
Re-enter the Two Fishermen, drawing up a net. that rob the bee of her honey.
2 Fish. Help, master, help; here's a fish hangs Per. How from the fiony subject of the sea in the net, like a poor man's right in the law; 'twil These fishers tell the infirmities of men
hardly come out. Ha! bots on't, 'tis come at last, And from their watry empire recollect
and 'tis turned to a rusty armour. All that may men approve, or men detect :
Per. An armour, friends! I pray you, let me see it. Peace be at your labour, honest fishermen. Thanks, fortune, yet, that after all my crosses,
2 Fish. Honest! good fellow, what's that ? if it Thou givist me somewhat to repair myself: be a day fits you, scratch it out of the calendar, and And, chough it was mine own, part of mine heritage, no body will look after it.
Which iny dead father did bequeath to me, Per. Nay, see, the sea hath cast upon your coast, With this strict charge, (even as he left his life,)
2 Fish. What a drunken knave was the sea, to Keep it, my Pericles, it hath been a shield cast thee in our way!
"Tvist 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 Which gods protect thee from! it may defend thee. For them to play upon, entreats you pity him; It kept where I kept, I so dearly lov'd it; He asks of you, that never us’d to beg.
Till the rough seas, that spare not any man, 1 Fish. No, friend, cannot you beg? here's them Took it in rage, though calm’d, they giv't again : in our country of Greece, gets more with begging, I thank thee for’t; my shipwreck's now no ill, than we can do with working.
Since I have here my father's gift by will, 2 Fish. Canst thou catch any fishes then!
1 Fish. What mean you, sir ?
(worth, Per. I never practis'd it.
Per. To beg of you, kind friends, this coat of -2 Fish. Nay, then thou wilt starve sure ; for here's For it was sometime target to a king; nothing to be got now a-days, unless thou can'st I know it by this mark. He lov'd me dearly, fish for't.
And for his sake, I wish the having of it; Per. What I have been, I have forgot to know; And that you'd guide me to your sovereign's court, But what I am, want teaches me to think cn; Where with't I may appear a gentleman; A man shruok up with cold: my veins are chill, And if that ever my low fortunes better, And have no more of life, than may suffice
I'll pay your bounties; till then, rest your debtor. To give my tongue that heat, to ask your belp; i Fish. Why, wilt thou tourney for the lady? Which if you shall refuse, when I am dead,
Per. I'll show the virtue I have borne in arms. For I am a man, pray see me buried.
1 Fish. Why, do ye take it, and the gods give 1 Fish. Die quoth-a? Now gods forbid! I have thee good on't! a gown here; come put it on; keep thee warm. 2 Fich. Ay, but hark you, my friend; 'twas we Now, afore me, a handsome fellow! Come, thou that made up this garment through the rough seams shalt go home, and we'll have flesh for holidays, fish of the waters: there are certain condolements, cer. for fasting-days, and moreo'er puddings ard flap- tain vails. I hope, sir, if you thrive, you'll remer. jacks; and thou shalt be welcome.
ber from whence you had it
Per. Believe't, I will.
Thai. He seems a stranger; but his present is Now, by your furtherance, I am cloth'd in steel; A wither'd branch, that's only green at top; And spite of all the rupture of the sea,
The motto, In hac spe vivo. This jewel holds his biding on my arm;
Sim. A pretty moral; Unto thy value will I mount myself
From the dejected state wherein he is, Upon a courser, whose delightful steps
He hopes by you his fortunes yet may flourish. Shall make the gazer joy to see him tread.
I Lord, He had need mean better than his out Only, my friend, 1 yet am unprovided
ward show Of a pair of bases.
Can any way speak in his just commend: 2 Fish. We'll sure provide : thou shalt have my For, by his rusty outside, he appears best gown to make thee a pair; and I'll bring thee To have practis'd more the whipstock, than the lance. to the court myself.
2 Lord. He well may be a stranger, for he comes Per. Then honour be but a goal to my will; To an honour'd triumph, strangely furnished. This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill. [Ereunt. 3 Lord. And on set purpose let his armour rust
Until this day, to scour it in the dust. SCENE II.- The same. A publick Way, or Plat- Sim. Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan form, leading to the Lists A Pavilion by the side The outward habit by the inward man. of it, for the reception of the King, Princess, But stay, the knights are coming; we'll withdraw Lords, 8c.
Into the gallery
Great shouls, and all cry, The mean knight Enter SIMONIDES, THAISA, Lords, and Attendants. Sim. Are the knights ready to begin the triumph ?
SCENE III.- The same. A Hau of State.-A I Lord. They are, my liege;
Enter SimonIDES, THAIsa, Lords, Knights, and In honour of whose birth these triumphs are,
Thai. It pleaseth you, my father, to express To say you are welcome, were superfluous.
Sim. 'Tis fit it should be so; for princes are As in a title-page, your worth in arms, A model, which heaven makes like to itself: Were more than you expect, or more than's fit, As jewels lose their glory, if neglected,
Since every worth in show commends itself. So princes their renown, if not respected.
Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast : 'Tis now your honour, daughter, to explain You are my guests. The labour of each knight, in bis device. [form.
But you, my knight and guest; Thai. Which, to preserve mine honour, I'll per. To whom this wreath of victory I give,
And crown you king of this day's happiness. Enter a Knight; ne passes over the stage, and his Per. 'Tis
more by fortune, lady, than my meri Squire presents his shield to the Princess.
Sim. Call it by what you will, the day is yours; Sim. Who is the first that doth prefer himself ? And here, I hope, is none that envies it.
Thai. A knight of Sparta, my renowned father; In framing artists, art hath thus decreed, And the device he bears upon his shield
To make some good, but others to exceed, Is a black Æthiop, reaching at the sun;
And you're her labour'd scholar. Come, queen The word, Lux tua vita mihi.
o'the feast, Sim. He loves you well, that holds his life of you. (For, daughter, so you are,) here take your place :
( The second Knight passes. Marshal the rest, as they deserve their grace. Who is the second, that presents himself?
Knights. We are honour'd much by good siThai. A prince of Macedon, my royal father,
(love, And the device he bears upon his shield
Sim. Your presence glads our days; honour we Is an arm'd knight, that's conquer'd by a lady: For who hates honour, hates the gods above. The motto thus, in Spanish, Piu per dulqura que Marsh, Sir, yond's your place. per fuerça. [The third Knight passes.
Some other is more fit. Sim. And what's the third ?
I Knight. Contend not, sir; for we are gentlemen, Thai.
The third of Antioch; That neither in our hearts, nor outward eyes, And his device, a wreath of chivalry :
Envy the great, nor do the low despise. The word, Me pompæ proverit aper.
Per. You are right courteous knights. [The fourth Knight passes. Sim.
Sit, sit, sir; sit. Sim. What is the fourth ?
Per. By Jove, I wonder, that is king of thoughts, Thai. a burning torch, that's turned upside down; | These cates resist me, she not thought upon. The word, Quod me alit, me ertingu!t.
Thai. By Juno, that is queen Sim. Which shows, that beauty hath his power of marriage, all the viands that I eat and will,
Do scem unsavoury, wishing him my meat! Which can as well inflame, as it can kill.
Sure he's a gallant gentleman. (The fifth Knight passes. Sim.
Hes but Thai. The fifth, an hand environed with clouds; A country geutleman; Hulding out gold, that's by the touchstone tried : He has done no more than other knights have done The motto thus, Sic spectanda fides.
Broken a staff, or 80; so let it pass. (The sixth Knight passes. Thai. To me he seems like diamond to glass. Sim. And what's the sixth and last, which he Per. Yon king's to me, like to my father's picture knight himself
Which tells me, in that glory once he was ; With such a graceful courtesy deliver'd?
Had princes sit, like stars, about his throne,
And be the sun, for them to reverence.
Per. In those that practise them, they are, my lord. None that beheld him, but like lesser lights,
Sim O, that's as much as you would be denied Did vail their crowns to his supremacy;
| The Knights and Ladies dance, , Where now his son's a glow-worm in the night, Of your fair courtesy:-Unclasp, unclasp; The which hath fire in darkness, none in light; Thanks, gentlemen, to all; all have done well. Whereby I see that Time's the king of men, But you the best. [To Pericles.] Pages and lights, For he's their parent, and he is their grave,
(sir, And gives them what he will, not what they crave. These knights unto their several lodgings : Yours, Sim. What, are you merry, knights ?
We have given order to be next our owo. I Knight. Who can be other, in this royal presence ? Per. I am at your grace's pleasure.
Sim. Here, with a cup that's stor'd unto the brim, Sim. Princes, it is too late to talk of love. (As you do love, fill to your mistress' lips,) For that's the mark I know you level at : We drink this health to you.
Therefore each one betake him to his rest; Knights.
We thank your grace. To-morrow, all for speeding do their best. (Ereunt Sim. Yet pause a while ; Yon knight, methinks, doth sit too melancholy, SCENE IV.-Tyre. A Room in the Governor As if the entertainment in our court
Enter HELICANUS and ESCANES.
Hel. No, no, my Escanes; know this of me,To me, my father ?
Antiochus from incest liv'd not free; Sim.
0, attend, my daughter; For which, the most high gods not minding longer Princes, in this, should live like gods above, To withhold the vengeance that they bad in store, Who freely give to every one that comes
Due to this heinous capital offence; To honour them; and princes, not doing so, Even in the height and pride of all his glory, Are like to gnats, wbich make a sound, but kill'd When he was seated, and his daughter with him, Are wonder'd at.
In a chariot of inestimable value, Therefore to make's entrance more sweet, here say, A fire from heaven came, and shrivelld up We drink this standing-bowl of wine to him. Their bodies, even to loathing; for they so stunk, Thai. Alas, my father, it befits not me
That all those eyes ador'd them ere their fall, Unto a stranger knight to be so bold
Scorn now their hand should give them burial. He may my proffer take for an offence,
Esca. 'Twas very strange. Since men take women's gifts for impudence.
And yet but just; for though Sim. How !
This king were great, his greatness was no guard Do as I bid you, or you'll move me else.
To bar heaven's shaft, but sin had his reward. Thai. Now, by the gods, he could not please me Esca. 'Tis very true. better.
[Aside. Sim. And further tell him, wc desire to know,
Enter Three Lords. of whence he is, his name and parentage.
1 Lord. See, not a man in private conference, Thai. The king my father, sir, has drunk to you. Or council, has respect with him but he Per. I thank him.
2 Lord. It shall no longer grieve, without reproof. Thai. Wishing it so much blood unto your life. 3 Lord. And curs'd be he that will not second it. Per. I thank both him and you, and pledge him 1 Lord. Follow me then: Lord Helicane, a word. freely.
Hel. With me? and welcome: Happy day, my Thai. And further he desires to know of you,
lords. Of wbence you are, your name and parentage. 1 Lord. Know, that our griefs are risen to the top
Per. A gentleman of Tyre—(my name, Pericles; And now at length they overflow their banks. My education being in arts and arms ;)
Hel. Your griefs, for what? wrong not the prince Who looking for adventures in the world, Was by the rough seas reft of ships and inen, 1 Lord. Wrong not yourself then, noble Helicane; And, after shipwreck, driven upon this shore. But if the prince do live, let us salute him, Thai. He thanks your grace; names himself Pe. Or know what ground's made happy by his breath. ricles,
If in the world he live, we'll seek him out; A gentleman of Tyre, who only by
If in his grave he rest, we'll find him there;
And be resolv'd, he lives to govern us,
Sim. Now by the gods, I pity his misfortune, And leares us to our free election.
2 Lord. Whose death's, indeed, the strongest in Come, gentlemen, we sit too long on trifies,
our censure :
Will soon to ruin fall, your noble self,
That best know'st how to rule, and how to reign, Loud musick is too harsh for ladies' heads;
We thus submit unto-our sovereign. Since they love men in arms, as well as bede. All. Live, noble Helicane!
[ The Knights dance. Hel. Try honour's cause; forbear your suffrages So, this was well ask'd, 'twas so well perform’d. If that you love prince Pericles, forbear. Come, sir;
Take I your wish, I leap into the seas, Here is a lady that wants breathing too.
Where's hourly trouble, for a minute's ease. And I have often hcard, you knights of Tyrn A twelvemonth longer, let me then entreat vuri Are excellent in making ladies trip ;
To forbear choice i'the absence of your king; and that their measures are as excellent.
If in which time expir’d, he not retura
But bent all offices to honour her. I shall with aged patience bear your yoke.
[art But if I cannot win you to this love,
Sim. Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter and thou
A villain. Go search like noblemen, like noble subjects,
Per. And in your search, spend your adventurous worth ;
By the gods I have not, sir. Whom if you find, and win unto return,
Never did thought of mine levy offence; You shall like diamonds sit about his crown.
Nor never did my actions yet commence 1 Lord. To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield; A deed might gain her love, or your displeasure. And, since Lord Helicane enjoineth us,
Sim. Traitor, thou liest.
Per. We with our travels will endeavour it.
Sim. Hel. Then you love us, we you, and we'll clasp
Ay, traitor, sir hands;
Per. Even in his throat, (unless it be the king,) When peers thus knit, a kingdom ever stands.
That calls me traitor, I return the lie. (E ceunt. Sim. Now, by the gods, I do applaud his courage
| Aside SCENE V.-Pentapolis. A Room in the Palace.
Per. My actions are as noble as my thoughts,
That never relish'd of a base descent. Enter SIMONIDES, reading a letter, the Knights meet I came unto your court, for honour's cause, him,
And not to be a rebel to her state;
And he that otherwise accounts of me, 1 Knignt. Good morrow to the good Simonides. Sim. Knights, from my daughter this I let you
This sword shall prove, he's honour's enemy. know,
Sim. No!That for this twelvemonta, she'll not undertake
Here comes my daughter, she can witness it.
Per. Then, as you are as virtuous as fair,
To any syllable that made love to you ? To her chamber, that it is impossible.
Thai. Why, sir, say if you had, One twelve moons more she'll wear Diana's livery; Who takes offence at that would make me gled? This by the eye of Cynthia hath she vow'd,
Sim. Yea, mistress, are you so perémptory ?And on her virgin honour will not break it. I am glad of it with all my heart. (Aside.] I'll tema 3 Knight. Though loath to bid farewell, we take
you; our leaves,
[Ereunt. I'll bring you in subject on.Sim. So
(ter: Will you, not having my consent, bestow
Or think, may be as great in blood as I.) (Aside. Mistress, 'tis well, your choice agrees with mine; Hear therefore, mistress ; frame your will to mine, I like that well :-nay, how absolute she's in't, And you, sir, hear you.—Either be rul'd by me, Not miuding whether I dislike or no !
Or I will make you—man and wife.Well, I commend her choice;
Nay, come ; your hands and lips must seal it too.And will no longer have it be delay'd.
And being join'd, I'll thus your hopes destroy ;Soft, here he comes :- I must dissemble it. And for a further grief,—God give you joy!
What, are you both pleas'd ?
Yes, if you love me, sir. Per. All fortune to the good Simonides !
Per. Even as my life, my blood that fosters it, Sim. To you as much, sir! I am beholden to you, Sim. What, are you both agreed ? For your sweet musick this last night: my ears,
Both. Yes, 'please your majesty. I do protest, were never better fed
Sim. It pleaseth mé so well, I'll see you wed; With such delightful pleasing harmony.
Then, with what haste you can, get you to bed. Per. It is your grace's pleasure to commend;
(Ereurt Not my desert. Sim.
Sir, you are musick's master.
Gow. Now sleep yslaked hath the rout;
Made louder by the o'er-fed breast And she'll your scholar be; therefore look to it.
Of this most pompous marriage feast. Per. Unworthy I to be her schoolmaster.
The cat, with eyne of burning coal, Sim. She thinks uot so; peruse this writing else. Now couches 'fore the mouse's hole; Per. What's here!
And crickets sing at th' oven's mouth, A letter, that she loves the knight of Tyre ?
As the blither for their drouth. 'Tis the king's subtilty, to have my life. (Asije. Hymen hath brought the bride to bed, O, seek pot to intrap, my gracious lord,
Where, by the loss of maidenhead, stra.ger, and distressed gentleman,
A babe is moulded ;-Be attent, T at wever aim'd so high, to love your daughter, And time that is so brie4y speni,
With your fine fancies quaintly eche; Unheard.—Lychorida ! -Lucina, 0
To those that cry by night, convey thy deity Enter PERICLES and Simonides at one door, with Aboard our dancing boat: make swift the pange
At:endants; a Messenger meets them, kneels, and of my queen's travails !—Now, Lychorida--
Lyr. Here is a thing
Take in yonr arms this piece of your dead queen. Gow. By many a dearn and painful perch,
Per. How! how, Lychorida ! Of Pericles the careful search
Lyc. Patience, good sir; do not assist the storm. By the four opposing coignes,
Here's all that is left living of your queen, Which the world together joins,
A little daughter for the sake of it, Is made, with all due diligence,
Be manly, and take comfort. That horse and sail, and high expence,
O you gods ! Can stead the quest. At last from Tyre
Why do you make us love your goodly gifts, (Fame answering the most strong inquire,)
And snatch them straight away? We, here below, To the court of king Simonides
Recall not what we give, and therein may Are letters brought; the tenour these :
Vie honour with yourselves. Antiochus and his daughter's dead;
Patience, good sir, The men of Tyrus, on the head
Even for this charge. of Helicanus would set on
Now, mild may be thy life The crown of Tyre, but he will none:
For a more blust'rous birth had never babe : The mutiny there he hastes t'appease;
Quiet and gentle thy conditions ! Says to them, if king Pericles
For thou’rt the rudeliest welcom’d to this worlil, Come not, in twice six moons, home,
That e'er was prince's child. Happy what follows He obedient to their doom,
Thou hast as chiding a nativity, Will take the crown. The sum of this,
As fire, air, water, earth, and heaven can make, Brought hither to Pentapolis.
To herald thee from the womb: even at the first, Y-ravished the regions round,
Thy loss is more than can thy portage quit, And every one with claps, 'gan sound,
With all thou canst find here.-Now the good gods Our heir apparent is a king :
Throw their best eyes upon it!
Enter Two Sailors.
1 Sail. What courage, sir ? God save you, (Which who shall cross ?) along to go;
Per. Courage enough: I do not fear the flaw; (Omit we all their dole and woe;)
It hath done to me the worst. Yet, for the love Lychorida, her nurse, she takes,
Of this poor infant, this fresh-new sea-farer, And so to sea. Their vessel shakes
I would it would be quiet. On Neptune's billow; half the flood
1 Sail. Slack the bolins there; thou wilt not, wilt Hith their keel cut; but fortune's mood
thou ? Blow, and split thyself. Varies again; the grizzled north
2 Sail. But sea-room, an the brine and cloudy Disgorges such a tempest forth,
billow kiss the moon, I care not. That, as a duck for life that dives,
1 Sail. Sir, your queen must overboard; the sea So up and down the poor ship drives,
works high, the wind is loud, and will not lie till The lady shrieks, and, well-a-near!
the ship be cleared of the dead. Doth fail in travail with her fear:
Per. That's your superstition. And what epsues in this fell storm,
1 Sail. Pardon us, 'sir; with us at sea it still Shall, for itself, itself perform.
hath been observed ; and we are strong in earnest. I nili relate, action may
Therefore briefly yield her; for she must overboard Conveniently the rest convey:
Lqueen! Which might not what by me is told.
Per. Be it as you think meet.-Most wretched In your imagination hold
Lyc. Here she lies, sir. This stage, the ship, upon whose deck
Per. A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear; The sea-tost prince appears to speak. [Erit. No light, no fire: the unfriendly elements
Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time SCENE I.-Enter PERICLES, on a ship at sea.
To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight
Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze; Por. Thou God of this great vast, rebuke these Where, for a monument upon thy bones, surges,
And aye-remaining lamps, the belching whale Which wash both heaven and hell; and thou that hast And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse, Upon the winds command, bind them in brass, Lying with simple shells. Lychorida, Having call'd them from the deep! O still thy Bid Nestor bring me spices, ink, and paper, deafʼning,
My casket and my jewels; and bid Nicander Thy dreadful thunders; gently quench thy nimble, Bring me the sattin coffer : lay the babe Sulphureous flashes !-- how, Lychorida,
Upon the pillow ; hie thee, whiles I say How does my queen ?-Thou storm, thou! veno. A priestly farewell to her: suddenly, woman. mously
(Erit LYCHORIDA. Wilt thou spit all thyself ?-The seaman's whistle 2 Sail. Sir, we have a chest beneath the hatcher, Is as a whisper in the ears of death,
caulk'd and bitumed ready.