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And to the love and favour of my country
(Exeunt Followers of SATURNINUS. Rome, be as just and gracious unto me, As I am confident and kind to thee. Open the gates and let me in. Bass. Tribunes, and me, a poor competitor. [Flourish. They go up into the Senate-house.
SCENE II.-The Same.
Enter a Captain, and others.
Tirus’ Sons. After them two Men bearing a
[They open the tomb.
Luc. Give us the proudest prisoner of the Goths, That we may hew his limbs, and on a pile, Ad manes fratrum, sacrifice his flesh, Before this earthy prison of their bones; That so the shadows be not unappeas’d, Nor we disturbid with prodigies on earth.
Tit. I give him you, the noblest that survives, The eldest son of this distressed queen.
Tam. Stay, Roman brethren, gracious conqueror, Victorious Titus, rue the tears I shed, A mother's tears in passion for her son. And if thy sons were ever dear to thee, O think my son to be as dear to me. Sufficeth not, that we are brought to Rome To beautify thy triumphs, and return
Captive to thee, and to thy Roman yoke ;
Tit. Patient yourself, madam, and pardon me.
Luc. Away with him, and make a fire straight; And with our swords, upon a pile of wood, Let's hew his limbs, till they be clean consum d.
[Ereunt Titus' Sons with ALARBOS. Tam. O cruel, irreligious piety! Chi. Was ever Scythia half so barbarous !
Demet. Oppose not Scythia to ambitious Rome. Alarbus goes to rest, and we survive To tremble under Titus' threat'ning look. Then, madam, stand resolvid; but hope withal. The self-same gods that arm'd the queen of Troy With opportunity of sharp revenge Upon the Thracian tyrant in his tent, May favour Tamora, the queen of Goths, (When Goths were Goths, and Tamora was queen) To quit the bloody wrongs upon her foes.
Enter the Sons of ANDRONICUs again. Luc. See, lord and father, how we have per
form'd Our Roman rites: Alarbus' limbs are lopp'd, And entrails feed the sacrificing fire, Whose smoke, like incense, doth perfume the sky. Remaineth bought, but to inter our brethren, And with loud 'larums welcome them to Rome.
Tit. Let it be so, and let Andronicus Make this his latest farewell to their souls.
[Flourish. Sound trumpets, and they lay
the coffin in the tomb.
Tit. Kind Rome, thou hast thus lovingly reserved
BASSIANUS, and others.
Cle. But see what heaven can do! By this our
change, These mouths, wham but of late, earth, soa, 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.
Cie. O! let those cities, that of plenty's cup
Enter a Lord.
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.
[Erit. Cle. Welcome is peace, if he on peace consist; If wars, we are unable to resist.
Enter PERICLES, with Attendants.
All. The gods of Greece protect you !
Arise, I pray you, arise :
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. (Excunt.
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,
And, to fulfil his prince' desire,
SCENE I.—Pentapolis. An open Place by the
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.
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.
[Exeunt 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?
1 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 your coast
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, i 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 ill, 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?
Scene 1.—Rome. Before the Palace. 'Tis not the difference of a year or two
Makes me less gracious, or thee more fortunate : Enter AARON.
I am as able, and as fit, as thou, Aaron. Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top, To serve, and to deserve my mistress's grace: Safe out of Fortune's shot; and sits aloft,
And that my sword upon thee shall approve, Secure of thunder's crack or lightning flash, And plead my passions for Lavinia's love. Advanc'd above pale envy's threat’ning reach : Aaron. Clubs, clubs! these lovers will not keep As when the golden sun salutes the morn, And, having gilt the ocean with his beams,
Demet. Why, boy, although our mother, unadvis'd. Gallops the zodiac in his glistering coach,
Gave you a dancing rapier by your side, And overlooks the highest peering hills ;
Are you so desperate grown to threat your friends! So Tamora.
Go to; have your lath glued within your
sheath, Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait,
know better how to handle it. And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown.
Chi. Meanwhile, sir, with the little skill I have. Then, Aaron, arm thy heart and fit thy thoughts, Full well shalt thou perceive how much I dare. To mount aloft with thy imperial mistress,
Demet. Ay, boy, grow ye so brave? [They draw, And mount her pitch, whom thou in triumph long Aaron.
Why, how now, lords! Hast prisoner held, fetter'd in amorous chains, So near the emperor's palace dare you draw, And faster bound to Aaron's charming eyes
And maintain such a quarrel openly ? T'han is Prometheus tied to Caucasus.
Full well I wot the ground of all this grudge ; Away with slavish weeds and servile thoughts ! I would not for a million of gold I will be bright, and shine in pearl and gold, The cause were known to them it most concerns. To wait upon this new-made empress.
Nor would your noble mother, for much more, To wait, said I ? to wanton with this queen, Be so dishonour'd in the court of Rome. This goddess, this Semiramis, this nymph,
For shame, put up. This syren, that will charm Rome's Saturnine, Demet.
Not I, till I have sheath'd And see his shipwrack, and his commonweal's. My rapier in his bosom, and, withal, Hallo! what storm is this?
Thrust those reproachful speeches down his throat, Enter Chiron, and DEMETRIUS, braving.
That he hath breath'd in my dishonour here,
Chi. For that I am prepard, and full resolvid, Demet. Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit Foul-spoken coward, that thund'rest with the wants edge,
tongue, And manners, to intrude where I am grac'd; And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform. And may, for aught thou know'st, affected be. Aaron. Away, I say!
Chi. Demetrius, thou dost overween in all; Now, by the gods that warlike Goths adore, And so in this, to bear me down with braves. This petty brabble will undo us all!