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A gentleman of Tyre,
Sim. Now, by the gods, I pity his misfortune,
[The Knights dance.
[The Knights and Ladies dance.
Unclasp, unclasp : Thanks, gentlemen, to all; all have done well, [To Per.) But you the best. Pages and lights, to
conduct These knights unto their several lodgings ! [TO
Per.] Yours, sir,
Per. I am at your grace's pleasure.
Sim. Princes, it is too late to talk of love; And that's the mark I know you level at :
94. address'd, arrayed. 104. measures, slow and solemn dances.
Therefore each one betake him to his rest;
SCENE IV. Tyre. A room in the Governor's
Enter HELICANUS and ESCANES.
Hel. No, Escanes, know this of me,
Esca. 'Twas very strange.
And yet but justice ; for though This king were great, his greatness was no guard To bar heaven's shaft, but sin had his reward.
Esca. 'Tis very true.
Enter two or three Lords.
First Lord. See, not a man in private confer
Or council has respect with him but he.
First Lord. Follow me, then. Lord Helicane,
a word. Hel. With me? and welcome: happy day, my
lords. First Lord. Know that our griefs are risen to
And now at length they overflow their banks.
prince you love.
in our censure :
All. Live, noble Helicane!
Hel. For honour's cause, forbear your suffrages : If that you love Prince Pericles, forbear. Take I your wish, I leap into the seas, Where's hourly trouble for a minute's ease. A twelvemonth longer, let me entreat you To forbear the absence of your king : If in which time expired, he not return,
31. be resolved, obtain assur. 43. seas, the troubled waters ance.
of sovereignty. 34. censure, judgment.
I shall with aged patience bear your yoke.
SCENE V. Pentapolis.
A room in the palace.
Enter SIMONIDES, reading a letter, at one door :
the Knights meet him. First Knight. Good morrow to the good Si
monides. Sim. Knights, from my daughter this I let you
know, That for this twelvemonth she'll not undertake A married life. Her reason to herself is only known, Which yet from her by no means can I get. Sec. Knight. May we not get access to her, my
lord ? Sim. 'Faith, by no means; she hath so strictly
tied Her to her chamber, that 'tis impossible. One twelve moons more she 'll wear Diana's livery; so This by the eye of Cynthia hath she vow'd, And on her vir honour will not break it.
Third Knight. Loath to bid farewell, we take our leaves.
Enter PERICLES. Per. All fortune to the good Simonides ! Sim. To you as much, sir! I am beholding
For your sweet music this last night : I do
Per. It is your grace's pleasure to commend ;
Sir, you are music's master.
Per. A most virtuous princess.
Sim. Sir, my daughter thinks very well of you;
Per. I am unworthy for her schoolmaster.