Lys. It is not good to cross him; give him way. Do ye not hear? Lys. Music? My lord, I hear— Per. Most heavenly music: It nips me unto list'ning, and thick slumber Lys. A pillow for his head; [He sleeps. [The Curtain before the Pavilion of Per. is closed. So leave him all.-Well, my companion-friends, If this but answer to my just belief, I'll well remember you. [Exeunt Lys. Hel. Mar. and attendant Lady. SCENE 11. The same. PERICLES on the Deck asleep; DIANA appearing to him as in a Vision. Dia. My temple stands in Ephesus; hie thee thither, And do upon mine altar sacrifice. 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, Perform my bidding, or thou liv'st in woe: Awake, and tell thy dream. [Diana disappears. Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine, I will obey thee!-Helicanus! Enter LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS, and MARINA. Hel. Sir. Per. My purpose was for Tharsus, 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 Helicanus. Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore, And give you gold for such provision As our intents will need? Lys. With all my heart, sir; and when you come ashore, I have another suit. Per. You shall prevail, Were it to woo my daughter; for it seems You have been noble towards her. Lys. Per. Come, my Marina. Sir, lend your arm. [Exeunt. Enter GowER, before the Temple of DIANA at EPHESUS. Gow. Now our sands are almost run; More a little, and then done. This, as my last boon, give me (For such kindness must relieve me), What pageantry, what feats, what shows, To greet the king. So he has thriv'd, SCENE 111. [Exil. The Temple of DIANA at EPHESUS: THAISA, standing near the Altar, as High-priestess; a number of Virgins on each side; CERIMON, and other Inhabitants of EPHESUS attending. Enter PERICLES, with his Train; LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS, MARINA, and a Lady. Per. Hail Dian! to perform thy just command, I here confess myself the king of Tyre; Who, frighted from my country, did wed 90538 The fair Thaisa, at Pentapolis. At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth Thai. Voice and favour! You are you are-O royal Pericles!- [She faints. Per. What means the woman? she dies! help, gentleCer. Noble sir, If you have told Diana's altar true, This is your wife. Per. [men! Reverend appearer, no; I threw her o'erboard with these very arms. Per. "Tis most certain. Cer. Look to the lady;-O, she's but o'erjoy'd. Early, one blust'ring morn, this lady was Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and plac'd her Here in Diana's temple. Per. May we see them? Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my house, Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is Recover'd. Thai. O, let me look! If he be none of mine, my sanctity Per. And drown'd. Per. Immortal Dian! Thai. Now I know you better.— When we with tears parted Pentapolis, The king, my father, gave you such a ring. [Shows a Ring. Per. This, this: no more, you gods! your present kindness Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well, Melt, and no more be seen. O come, be buried A second time within these arms. Mar. [Kneels to Thaisa. Per. Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh, Thaisa; Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina, For she was yielded there. Thai. Bless'd, and mine own! Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen! Thai. I know you not. Per You have heard me say, when I did fly from Tyre, I left behind an ancient substitute. Can you remember what I call'd the man? I have nam'd him oft. Thai. "Twas Helicanus then. Per. Still confirmation: Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is he. Now do I long to hear how you were found; Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man, Through whom the gods have shown their power; that From first to last resolve you. Per. Reverend sir, The gods can have no mortal officer More like a god than you. Will you deliver How this dead queen re-lives? Cer. Beseech you, first go I will, my lord. with me to my house, Where shall be shown you all was found with her; No needful thing omitted. [can Per. Pure Diana! I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter, And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd, Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, my queen, We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves Will in that kingdom spend our following days; Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay, To hear the rest untold.-Sir, lead the way. [Exeunt. Enter GoWER. Gow. In Antioch, and his daughter, you have heard A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty: That him and his they in his palace burn. C. Whittingham, Printer, Chiswick. |