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Then, lest my life be cropp'd to keep you clear, If he suspect I may dishonour him:
By flight I'll shun the danger which I fear. [Erit. And what may make him blush in being known,
Re-enter ANTIOCHUS.

He'll stop the course by which it might be known.

With hostile forces he'll o'erspread the land, Ant. He hath found the meaning, for the which And with the ostent of war will look so huge,

Amazement shall drive courage from the state; To have his head.

Our men be vanquish'd ere they do resist, He must not live to trumpet forth my infamy, And subjects punish'd that ne'er thought offence : Nor tell the world, Antiochus doth sin

Which care of them, not pity of myself, In such a loathed manner:

(Who am no more but as the tops of trees, And therefore instantly this prince must die; Which fence the roots they grow by, and defend For by his fall my honour must keep high.

them,) Who attends us there?

Makes both my body pine, and soul to languish,

And punish that before, that he would punish. Enter THALIARD.

1 Lord. Joy and all comfort in your sacred breast. Thal.

Doth your highness call ? 2 Lord. And keep your mind, till you return to Ant. Thaliard, You're of our chamber, and our mind partakes Peaceful and comfortable. Her private actions to your secrecy;

Hel. Peace, peace! and give experience tongue. And for your faithfulness we will advance you. They do abuse the king, that flatter him: Thaliard, behold, here's poison, and here's gold ; For flattery is the bellows blows up sin; We hate the prince of Tyre, and thou must kill The thing the which is flatter'd, but a spark him :

To which that blast gives heat and stronger glowing; It fits thee not to ask the reason why,

Whereas reproof, obedient and in order, Because we bid it. Say, is it done )

Fits kings, as they are men, for they may err : Thal.

My lord,

When signior Sooth, here, does proclaim a peace, Tis done.

He flatters you, makes war upon your life.

Prince, pardon me, or strike me, if you please ; Enter a Messenger.

I cannot be much lower than my knees. Ant. Enough.

Per. All leave us else; but let your cares o'erLet your breath cool yourself, telling your haste.

look Mess. My lord, prince Pericles is fled.

What shipping, and what lading's in our haven,

[Exit Messenger. And then return to us. [Exeunt Lords.]-Helicanus, Ant.

As thou

thou Wilt live, fly after: and, as an arrow, shot

Hast moved us : what seest thou in our looks ? From a well-experienc'd archer, hits the mark Hei. An angry brow, dread lord. His eye doth level at, so ne'er return,

Per. If there be such a dart in prince's frowns, Unless thou say Prince Pericles is dead.

How durst thy tongue move anger to our face? Thal. My lord, if I

Hel. How dare the plants look up to heaven, Can get him once within my pistol's length,

from whence I'll make him sure: so, farewell to your highness. They have their nourishment ?

[Erit. Per.

Thou know'st I have power Ant. Thaliard, adieu.—Till Pericles be dead, To take thy life from thee. My heart can lend no succour to my head. (Exit. Hel. I have ground the axe myself;

Do you but strike the blow. SCENE II.-Tyre. A Room in the Palace. Per.

Rise, pr’ythee rise;

Sit down; thou art no flatterer: Enter PERICLES, HELICANUS, and other Lords.

I thank thee for it; and heaven forbid, Per. Let none disturb us: why should this change That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid. of thoughts?

Fit counsellor, and servant for a prince, The sad companion, dull-ey'd melancholy,

Who by thy wisdom mak'st a prince thy servant, By me so us'd a guest is, not an hour,

What would'st thou have me do? In the day's glorious walk, or peaceful night,

Hel.

To bear with patience The tomb where grief should sleep, can breed me Such griefs as you yourself do lay upon yourself. quiet.

Per. Thou speak’st like a physician, Helicanus, Here pleasures court mine eyes, and mine eyes That ministers a potion unto me, shun them,

That thou would'st tremble to receive thyself. And danger, which I feared, is at Antioch,

Attend me, then: I went to Antioch, Whose arm seems far too short to hit me here; Where, as thou know'st, against the face of death Yet neither pleasure's art can joy my spirits, I sought the purchase of a glorious beauty, Nor yet the other's distance comfort me.

From whence an issue I might propagate, Then, it is thus : that passions of the mind, Are arms to princes, and bring joys to subjects. That have their first conception by mis-dread, Her face was to mine eye beyond all wonder; Have after-nourishment and life by care ;

The rest (hark in thine ear) as black as incest : And what was first but fear what might be done, Which by my knowledge found, the sinful father Grows elder now, and cares it be not done :

Seem'd not to strike, but smooth; but thou know'st And so with me :—the great Antiochus

this, ('Gainst whom I am too little to contend,

'Tis time to fear, when tyrants seem to kiss.
Since he's so great, can make his will his act) Which fear so grew in me, I hither fled
Will think me speaking, though I swear to silence; Under the covering of a careful night,
Nor boots it me to say, I honour,

Who seem d my good protector; and being bere

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my cheeks,

Bethought me what was past, what might succeed. Why, as it were unlicens'd of your loves,
I knew him tyrannous; and tyrants' fears

He would depart, I'll give some light unto you.
Decrease not, but grow faster than the years. Being at Antioch-
And should he doubt it, (as no doubt he doth, )

Thal.

[Aside.] What from Antioch' That I should open to the listening air,

Hel. Royal Antiochus (on what cause I know How many worthy princes' bloods were shed,

not) To keep his bed of blackness unlaid ope,

Took some displeasure at him: at least, he juda To lop that doubt he'll fill this land with arms, And make pretence of wrong that I have done him; And doubting lest that he had err'd or simnid, When all, for mine, if I may callit, offence,

To show his sorrow he'd correct himself; Must feel war's blow, who spares not innocence : So puts himself unto the shipman's toil, Which love to all, of which thyself art one,

With whom each minute threatens lite or death. Who now reprov'st me for it

Thal. (Aside.] Well

, I perceive Hel.

Alas, sir!

I shall not be hang'd now, although I would; Per. Drew sleep out of mine eyes, blood from But since he's gone, the king it sure must pleaza:

He 'scap'd the land, to perish at the sea.Musings into my inind, a thonsand doubts

I'll present myself.- [To them.] Peace to the How I might stop this tempest ere it came;

Jords of Tyre. And finding little comfort to relieve them,

Hel. Lord Thaliard from Antiochus is welcome. I thought it princely charity to grieve them.

Thal. From him I come, Hel. Well, my lord, since you have given me With message unto princely Pericles; leave to speak,

But since my landing I have understood, Freely will I speak. Antiochus you fear,

Your lord hath betook himself to unknown travels And justly too, I think, you fear the tyrant, My message must return from whence it came. Who either by public war, or private treason, Hel. We have no reason to desire it, Will take away your life.

Commended to our master, not to us : Therefore, my lord, go travel for a while,

Yet, ere you shall depart, this we desire, Till that his rage and anger be forgot,

As friends to Antioch, we may feast in Tyre. Or till the Destinies do cut his thread of life.

[Ereet
Your rule direct to any; if to me,
Day serves not light more faithful than I'll be. SCENE IV.-Tharsus. A Room in the Goveract's
Per. I do not doubt thy faith;

House.
But should he wrong my liberties in my absence ?
Hel. We'll mingle our bloods together in the

Enter Cleon, Dionyza, and Attendants. earth,

Cle. My Dionyza, shall we rest is here,
From whence we had our being and our birth. And by relating tales of other's griefs,
Per. Tyre, I now look from thee, then; and to See if 'twill teach us to forget our own!
Tharsus

Dio. That were to blow at fire in hope to quench
Intend my travel, where I'll hear from thee,
And by whose letters I'll dispose myself.

For who dig hills because they do aspire, The care I had, and have, of subjects' good,

Throws down one mountain to cast up a higher. On thee I lay, whose wisdom's strength can bear it. O my distressed lord ! even such our griefs; I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; Here they're but felt, and seen with mischiets Who shuns not to break one, will sure crack both.

eyes, But in our orbs we live so round and sce,

But like to groves, being topp'd, they higher rise. That time of both this truth shall ne'er convince, Cle. O Dionyza, Thou show'dst a subject's shine, I a true prince. Who wanteth food, and will not say he wants it,

[Ereunt. Or can conceal his hunger, till he famish ?

Our tongues and sorrows do sound deep SCENE III.—Tyre. An Ante-chamber in the Our woes into the air; our eyes do weep, Palace.

Till Jungs fetch breath that may proclaim them

louder; Enter THALIARD.

That if heaven slumber, while their creatures want. Thal. So, this is Tyre, and this is the court. They may awake their helps to comfort them. Here must I kill king Pericles; and if I do not, I I'll then discourse our woes, felt several years, am sure to be hanged at home : 'tis dangerous. And, wanting breath to speak, help me with tears. Well, I perceive he was a wise fellow, and had Dio. I'll do my best, sir. good discretion, that being bid to ask what he world Cle. This Tharsus, o'er which I have the govert of the king, desired he might know none of his

ment, secrets : now do I see he had some reason for it; A city, on whom plenty held full hand, for if a king bid a man be a villain, he is bound by For riches strew'd herself even in the streets, the indenture of his oath to be one.—Hush! here Whose towers bore heads so high, they kiss'd the come the lords of Tyre.

clouds,

And strangers ne'er beheld, but wonder'd at; Enter HELICANUS, ESCANES, and other Lords.

Whose men and dames so jetted, and adorn'd, Hel. You shall not need, my fellow peers of Tyre, Like one another's glass to trim them by : Further to question me of your king's departure : Their tables were stor'd full to glad the sight, His seal'd commission, left in trust with me, And not so much to feed on as delight; Doth speak sufficiently, he's gone to travel. All poverty was scorn'd, and pride so great, Thal. [ Aside.] How! the king gone?

The name of help grew odious to rodeat. Hel. If further yet you will be satisfied,

Dio. O! 'tis too true.

it;

Cle. But see what heaven can do! By this our

change, These mouths, wham but of late, earth, sea, and air, Were all too little to content and please, Although they gave their creatures in abundance, As houses are defil'd for want of use, They are now starv'd for want of exercise : Those palates, who not yet two summers younger, Must have inventions to delight the taste, Would now be glad of bread, and beg for it: Those mothers who to nousle up their babes Thought nought too curious, are ready now To eat those little darlings whom they lov'd. So sharp are hunger's teeth, that man and wife Draw lots, who first shall die to lengthen life. Here stands a lord, and there a lady weeping; Here many sink, yet those which see them fall, Have scarce strength left to give them burial. Is not this true ?

Dio. Our cheeks and hollow eyes do witness it.

Cle. O! let those cities, that of plenty's cup
And her prosperities so largely taste,
With their superfluous riots, hear these tears :
The misery of Tharsus may be theirs.

Enter a Lord.
Lord. Where's the lord governor ?

Cle. Here.
Speak out thy sorrows which thou bring'st, in haste,
For comfort is too far for us to expect.
Lord. We have descried, upon our neighbouring

shore, A portly sail of ships make hitherward.

Cle. I thought as much. One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir That may succeed as his inheritor; And so in ours. Some neighbouring nation, Taking advantage of our misery, Hath stuff’d these hollow vessels with their power, To beat us down, the which are down already; And make a conquest of unhappy me, Whereas no glory's got to overcome.

Lord. That's the least fear; for by the semblance Of their white flags display'd, they bring us peace, And come to us as favourers, not as foes.

Cle. Thou speak’st like him's untutor’d to repeat; Who makes the fairest show means most deceit. But bring they what they will, and what they can, What need we fear ? The ground's the low'st, and we are half way there Go, tell their general we attend him here, To know for what he comes, and whence he comes. And what he craves. Lord. I go, my lord.

[Eril. Cle. Welcome is peace, if he on peace consist; If wars, we are unable to resist.

Enter PERICLES, with Attendants.
Per. Lord governor, for so we hear you are,
Let not our ships and number of our men,
Be, like a beacon fir'd, to amaze your eyes.
We have heard your miseries as far as Tyre,
And seen the desolation of your streets ;
Nor come we to add sorrow to your tears,
But to relieve them of their heavy load :
And these our ships (you happily may think
Are like the Trojan horse, war-stuff?d within
With bloody veins) expecting overthrow,
Are stor’d with corn to make your needy bread,
And give them life whom hunger starv'd half dead.

All. The gods of Greece protect you !
And we'll pray for you.
Per.

Arise, I pray you, arise :
We do not look for reverence, but for love,
And harbourage for ourself, our ships, and men.

Cle. The which when any shall not gratify, Or pay you with unthankfulness in thought, Be it our wives, our children, or ourselves, The curse of heaven and men succeed their evils ! Till when, (the which, I hope, shall ne'er be seen,) Your grace is welcome to our town and us. Per. Which welcome we'll accept ; feast here

a while, Until our stars that frown lend us a smile. (Exeunt.

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Enter GowER.
Gow. Here have you seen a mighty king
His child, I wis, to incest bring ;
A better prince, and benign lord,
That will prove awful both in deed and word.
Be quiet, then, as men should be,
Till he hath pass'd necessity.
I'll show you those in troubles reign,
Losing a mite, a mountain gain.
The good in conversation
(To whom I give my benizon)
Is still at Tharsus, where each man
Thinks all is writ he spoken can:
And to remember what he does,
Build his statue to make him glorious :
But tidings to the contrary,
Are brought your eyes; what need speak I ?

Dumb show.
Enter at one door PERICLES, talking with Cleon;

all the Train with them. Enter at another door, a Gentleman, with a letter to PERICLES: PERICLES shows the letter to Cleon; then gives the Messenger a reward, and knights him. Exeunt PERICLES, Cleon, fr. severally.

Gow. Good Helicane hath stay'd at home,
Not to eat honey like a drone,
From others' labours; for though he strive
To killen bad, keep good alive;

And, to fulfil his prince' desire,
Sends word of all that haps in Tyre:
How Thaliard came full bent with sin,
And hid intent, to murder him;
And that in Tharsus was not best
Longer for him to make his rest.
He, knowing so, put forth to seas,
Where when men been, there's seldom ease,
For now the wind begins to blow;
Thunder above, and deeps below,
Make such unquiet, that the ship,
Should house him safe, is wreckd and split;
And he, good prince, having all lost,
By waves from coast to coast is tost.
All perishen of man, of pelf,
Ne aught escapen but himself;
Till fortune, tired with doing bad,
Threw him ashore, to give him glad :
And here he comes. What shall be next,
Pardon old Gower; this 'longs the text. (Ezil.

SCENE I.—Pentapolis. An open Place by the

sea-side.

Enter PERICLES, wet. Per. Yet cease your ire, you angry stars of

heaven! Wind, rain, and thunder, remember, earthly man Is but a substance that must yield to you ; And I, as fits my nature, do obey you.

are ?

Alas! the sea hath cast me on the rocks,

Per. What I have been I have forgot to know, Wash'd me from shore to shore, and left me breath But what I am want teaches me to think on; Nothing to think on, but ensuing death :

A man throng'd up with cold: my veins are chill, Let it suffice the greatness of your powers,

And have no more of life, than may suffice To have bereft a prince of all his fortunes ;

To give my tongue that heat to ask your help; And having thrown him from your watery grave, Which if you shall refuse, when I am dead, Here to have death in peace is all he'll crave. For that I am a man, pray see me buried.

1 Fish. Die quoth-a ? Now, gods forbid it! I Enter three Fishermen.

have a gown here; come, put it on; keep the. 1 Fish. What, ho, Pilch!

warm. Now, afore me, a handsome fellow! Come, 2 Fish. Ho! come, and bring away the nets. thou shalt go home, and we'll have flesh for holidays, 1 Fish. What, Patch-breech, I say!

fish for fasting-days, and moreo'er puddings and flap3 Fish. What say you, master ?

jacks; and thou shalt be welcome. 1 Fish. Look how thou stirrest now! come away,

Per. I thank you, sir. or I'll fetch thee with a wannion.

2 Fish. Hark you, my friend, you said you could 3 Fish. Faith, master, I am thinking of the poor not beg. men, that were cast away before us even now.

Per. I did but crave. 1 Fish. Alas, poor souls ! it grieved my heart to 2 Fish. But crave? Then I'll turn craver too, hear what pitiful cries they made to us to help and so I shall ’scape whipping. them, when, well-a-day, we could scarce help our- Per. Why, are all your beggars whipped, then? selves.

2 Fish. O! not all, my friend, not all; for if all 3 Fish. Nay, master, said not I as much, when your beggars were whipped, I would wish no better I saw the porpus, how he bounced and tumbled ? office than to be beadle. But, master, I'll go draw they say, they are half fish, half flesh: a plague on up the net.

[Ereunt two of the Fishermen. them! they ne'er come, but I look to be washed. Per. How well this honest mirth becomes their Master, I marvel how the fishes live in the sea. labour !

1 Fish. Why as men do a-land: the great ones 1 Fish. Hark you, sir; do you know where you eat up the little ones. I can compare our rich misers to nothing so fitly as to a whale; 'a plays Per. Not well. and tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and 1 Fish. Why, I'll tell you: this is called Pentaat last devours them all at a mouthful such polis, and our king, the good Simonides. whales have I heard on the land, who never leave Per. The good king Simonides, do you call him? gaping, till they've swallowed the whole parish, 1 Fish. Ay, sir; and he deserves to be so called, church, steeple, bells and all.

for his peaceable reign, and good government. Per. A pretty moral.

Per. He is a happy king, since he gains from 3 Fish. But, master, if I had been the sexton, I his subjects the name of good by his government. would have been that day in the belfry.

How far is his court distant from this shore ? 2 Fish. Why, man?

i Fish. Marry, sir, half a day's journey: and I'll 3 Fish. Because he should have swallowed me tell you, he hath a fair daughter, and to-morrow is too; and when I had been in his belly, I would her birth-day; and there are princes and knights have kept such a jangling of the bells, that he should come from all parts of the world, to joust and tour. never have left, till he cast bells, steeple, church, ney for her love. and parish, up again. But if the good king Simo- Per. Were my fortunes equal to my desires, I nides were of my mind

could wish to make one there. Per. Simonides?

1 Fish. O, sir! things must be as they may; 3 Fish. We would purge the land of these and what a man cannot get, he may lawfully deal drones, that rob the bee of her honey.

for. His wife's soulPer. How from the finny subject of the sea These fishers tell the infirmities of men;

Re-enter the two Fishermen, drawing up a net. And from their watery empire recollect

2 Fish. Help, master, help! here's a fish hangs All that may men approve, or men detect !

in the net, like a poor man's right in the law; 'twill Peace be at your labour, honest fishermen.

hardly come out. Ha! bots on't ; 'tis come at last, 2 Fish. Honest! good fellow, what's that ? if it and 'tis turned to a rusty armour. be a day fits you, search out of the calendar, and no Per. An armour, friends! I pray you, let me body look after it. Per. Y' may see, the sea hath cast me upon Thanks, fortune, yet, that after all crosses

Thou giv'st me somewhat to repair myself: 2 Fish. What a drunken knave was the sea, to And though it was mine own, part of mine heritage, cast thee in our way.

Which my dead father did bequeath to me, Per. A man whom both the waters and the wind, | With this strict charge (even as he left his life) In that vast tennis-court, hath made the ball

• Keep it, my Pericles, it hath been a shield For them to play upon, entreats you pity him; 'Twixt me and death ;” (and pointed to this brace) He asks of you, that never us’d to beg.

“ For that it sav'd me, keep it; in like necessity, 1 Fish. No friend, cannot you beg ? here's them The which the gods protect thee from! it may dein our country of Greece, gets more with begging, fend thee.' than we can do with working.

It kept where I kept, I so dearly lov'd it, 2 Fish. Canst thou catch any fishes, then ? Till the rough seas, that spare not any man, Per. I never practis'd it.

Took it in rage, though calm’d, have given't again. 2 Fish. Nay, then thou wilt starve, sure; for I thank thee fort: my shipwreck now's no iil, here's nothing to be got now a-days, unless thou Since I have here my father's gift in's will. canst fish for't.

1 Fish. What mean you, sir ?

see it.

your coast

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