Per. Tell thy story ; If thine consider'd prove the thousandth part Of my endurance, thou art a man, and I Have suffer'd like a girl: yet thou dost look Like Patience gazing on kings' graves, and smiling Extremity out of act. How lost thou them? virgin? What were thy friends? Thy name, my most kind Recount, I do beseech thee: come, sit by me. Mar. My name is Marina. Per. To make the world to laugh at me. Mar. Or here I'll cease. Per. O, I am mock'd, Patience, good sir, Nay, I'll be patient. Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me To call thyself Marina. Mar. The name Was given me by one that had some power, My father, and a king. Per. And call'd Marina ? Mar. 140 150 How a king's daughter? You said you would believe me; But are you flesh and blood? But, not to be a troubler of your peace, I will end here. Per. Have you a working pulse? and are no fairy? For I was born at sea. Per. At sea! what mother? Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king; Who died the minute I was born, As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft Deliver'd weeping. Per. O, stop there a little! [Aside] This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep Did mock sad fools withal: this cannot be : My daughter's buried. bred ? Well where were you I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story, And never interrupt you. Mar. You scorn: believe me, 'twere best I did give o'er. Per. I will believe you by the syllable 160 Of what you shall deliver. Yet, give me leave : 170 How came you in these parts? where were you bred? Mar. The king my father did in Tarsus leave me; Till cruel Cleon, with his wicked wife, Did seek to murder me: and having woo'd A villain to attempt it, who having drawn to do 't, Whither will you have me? Why do you weep? You think me an impostor: no, good faith; I am the daughter to King Pericles, If good King Pericles be. Per. Ho, Helicanus ! Hel. Calls my lord? Per. Thou art a grave and noble counsellor, Most wise in general: tell me, if thou canst, What this maid is, or what is like to be, 180 That thus hath made me weep? Hel. I know not; but Here is the regent, sir, of Mytilene Speaks nobly of her. Lys. She would never tell' Her parentage; being demanded that, Per. O Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir; And drown me with their sweetness. O, come hither, Thou that beget'st him that did thee beget; Down on thy knees, thank the holy gods as loud Mar. What is your title? First, sir, I pray, Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now Mar. Is it no more to be your daughter than 206-210. The sense, as shown by Marina's ensuing question,, clearly is: 'Tell me my drown'd queen's name, and, as thou hast shown thyself of godlike perfection in all the rest, thou wilt 190 200 210 prove in addition the heir of kingdoms and another Pericles.' Some such words as 'thou art then' are probably lost before the heir. Per. Now, blessing on thee! rise; thou art my child. Give me fresh garments. Mine own, Helicanus ; Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mytilene, Per. Give me my robes. I embrace you. I am wild in my beholding. O heavens bless my girl! But, hark, what music? Tell Helicanus, my Marina, tell him O'er, point by point, for yet he seems to doubt, Per. None! The music of the spheres! List, my Marina. Lys. It is not good to cross him; give him way. Lys. My lord, I hear. [Music. Per. Most heavenly music! It nips me unto listening, and thick slumber Hangs upon mine eyes: let me rest. Lys. A pillow for his head : [Sleeps. So, leave him all. Well, my companion friends, If this but answer to my just belief, 220 230 I'll well remember you. 240 [Exeunt all but Pericles. DIANA appears to PERICLES as in a vision. Dia. My temple stands in Ephesus; hie thee thither, And do upon mine altar sacrifice. 217. should have been, was said to be. There, when my maiden priests are met together, Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife: To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's, call Or perform my bidding, or thou livest in woe; [Disappears. 250 Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine, I will obey thee. Helicanus ! Hel. Re-enter HELICANUS, LYSIMACHUS, and MARINA. Sir? Per. My purpose was for Tarsus, there to strike The inhospitable Cleon; but I am For other service first: toward Ephesus Turn our blown sails; eftsoons I'll tell thee why. [To Lysimachus] Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore, And give you gold for such provision As our intents will need ? Lys. Sir, With all my heart; and, when you come ashore, Per. You shall prevail, Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems You have been noble towards her. 260 Lys. Sir, lend me your arm. Per. Come, my Marina. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Enter GoWER, before the temple of Gow. Now our sands are almost run; |