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Gow. Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and
chances Into an honest house, our story says. She sings like one immortal, and she dances As goddess-like to her admired lays : Deep clerks she dumbs; and with her neeld
composes Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or
berry; That even her art sisters the natural roses ; Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry: That pupils lacks she none of noble race, Who pour their bounty on her; and her gain She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her place; And to her father turn our thoughts again, Where we left him, on the sea. We there him
Whence, driven before the winds, he is arriv'd Here where his daughter dwells; and on this coast Suppose him now at anchor. The city. striv'd God Neptune's annual feast to keep: from
whence Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies, His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expence; And to him in his barge with fervour hies. In your supposing once more put your sight; Of heavy Pericles think this the bark: Where, what is done in action, more, if might, Shall be discover’d; please you, sit, and hark.
SCENE I.-On board Pericles' ship, off Mitylene.
A close pavilion on deck, with a curtain before it : Pericles within it, reclining on a couch. A barge
lying beside the Tyrian vessel. Enter two Sailors, one belonging to the Tyrian ressel,
the other to the barge; to them HELICANUS. Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus? he can
[To the Sailor of Mitylene. O here he is.Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene; And in it is Lysimachus the governor, Who craves to come aboard. What is your will?
Hel. That he have his. Call up some gentlemen. Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls.
Enter two Gentlemen. i Gent. Doth your lordship call?
Hel. Gentlemen, There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray
you To greet them fairly. [The Gentlemen and the two Sailors descend,
and go on board the barge. Enter, from thence, LYSIMACHUS, and Lords; the
Tyrian Gentlemen, and the two Sailors.
Lys. Hail, reverend sir! The gods preserve you!
Hel. And you, sir, to outlive the age I am,
Lys. You wish me well.
Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us,
Hel. First, sir, what is your place?
Lys. Upon what ground is his distemperature?
Hel. Sir, it would be too tedious to repeat; But the main grief of all springs from the loss Of a beloved daughter and a wife.
Lys. May we not see him, then ?
Hel. You may indeed, sir,
Lys. Yet, let me obtain my wish.
was a goodly person,
Hail, Hail, royal sir !
Hel. It is in vain; he will not speak to you. 1 Lord. Sir, we have a maid in Mitylene, I durst
Lys. "Tis well bethought.
The leafy shelter, that abuts against
[He whispers one of the attendant Lords
Exit Lord in the barge of Lysimachus.
Lys. O, sir, a courtesy,
Hel. Sit, sir, I will recount it ;-
Hel. A gallant lady.
Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd she came
all goodness that consists in bounty
Mar. Sir, I will use
Lys. Come, let us leave her,
Mar. I am a maid,
[Aside. Per. My fortunes-parentage-good parentageTo equal mine !—was it not thus? what say you? Mar. I said, my lord, if you did know my paren
tage, You would not do me violence.
Per. I do think so.
Mar. No, nor of any shores :