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And the device he bears upon his shield
Is an arm'd knight, that's conquer'd by a lady:
The motto thus, in Sp h, Piu per dulçura que
per fuerça.o

[The third Knight passes. Sim. And what's the third ? Thai.

The third of Antioch; And his device, a wreath of chivalry: The word, Me pompæ proverit apex.

[The fourth Knight passes. Sim. What is the fourth?

Thai. A burning torch, that's turned upside down; The word, Quod me alit, me extinguit. Sim. Which shows, that beauty hath his power

and will, Which can as well inflame, as it can kill.

[The fifth Knight passes. Thai. The fifth, an hand environed with clouds; Holding out gold, that's by the touchstone tried: The motto thus, Sic spectanda fides.

[The sixth Knight passes. Sim. And what's the sixth and last, which the

knight himself With such a graceful courtesy deliver'd ?

Thai. He seems a stranger; but his present is A wither'd branch, that's only green at top; The motto, In hac spe vivo.

Sim. A pretty moral; From the dejected state wherein he is, He hopes by you his fortunes yet may flourish. i Lord. He had need mean better than his out

ward show Can any way speak in his just commend:

6 — Piu per dulcura que per fuerçu.] That is, more by sweetness than by force. The author should have written Mas per dulçura, &c. Più in Italian signifies more; but, I believe, there is no such Spanish word. MALONE.

For, by his rusty outside, he appears
To have practis’d more the whipstock, than the

lance. 2 Lord. He well inay be a stranger, for he comes To an honour'd triumph, strangely furnished.

3 Lord. And on set purpose let his armour rust Until this day, to scour it in the dust.

Sim. Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan
The outward habit by the inward man.8
But stay, the knights are coming; we'll withdraw
Into the gallery.

[Exeunt. [Great Shouts, and all cry, The mean knight.

The same. A Hall of State.- A Banquet prepared.
Enter SIMONIDES, THAISA, Lords, Knights, and

Sim. Knights,
To say you are welcome, were superfluous.
To place upon the volume of your deeds,
As in a title-page, your worth in arms,
Were more than you expect, or more than's fit,
Since every worth in show commends itself.
Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast:
You are my guests.

But you, my knight and guest;
To whom this wreath of victory I give,
And crown you king of this day's happiness.

Per. 'Tis more by fortune, lady, than my merit.

ithe whipstock,] i. e. the carter's whip.

The outward habit by the inward man.) i. e. that makes us scan the inward man by the outward habil. This kind of inversion was formerly very common.

Sim. Call it by what you will, the day is yours; And here, I hope, is none that envies it. In framing artists, art hath thus decreed, To make some good, but others to exceed; And you're her labour'd scholar. Come, queen

o'the feast, (For, daughter, so you are,) here take your place: Marshal the rest, as they deserve their grace. Knights. We are honour'd much by good Simo

nides. Sim. Your presence glads our days; honour we

For who hates honour, hates the gods above.

Marsh. Sir, yond's your place.

Some other is more fit. i Knight. Contend not, sir; for we are gentle

That neither in our hearts, nor outward eyes,
Envy the great, nor do the low despise.

Per. You are right courteous knights.

Sit, sit, sir; sit. Per. By Jove, I wonder, that is king of thoughts, These cates resist me, she not thought upon.'

Thai. By Juno, that is queen
Of marriage, all the viands that I eat
Do seem unsavory, wishing him my meat!
Sure he's a gallant gentleman.

He's but
A country gentleman;
He has done no more than other knights have done;
Broken a staff, or so; so let it pass.

Thai. To me he seems like diamond to glass.

Per. Yon king's to me, like to my father's picture, Which tells me, in that glory once he was;

9 These cates resist me, she not thought upon.] i. e. go against my stomach. I would read, however, - be not thought upon.

Had princes sit, like stars, about his throne,
And he the sun, for them to reverence.
None that beheld him, but like lesser lights,
Did vail their crowns to his supremacy;
Where now his son's a glow-worm in the night,
The which hath fire in darkness, none in light;
Whereby I see that Time's the king of men,
For he's their parent, and he is their grave,
And gives them what he will, not what they crave.

Sim. What, are you merry, knights ?
1 Knight. Who can be other, in this royal pre-

sence ? Sim. Here, with a cup that's stor'd unto the brim, (As you do love, fill to your mistress' lips) We drink this health to you. Knights.

We thank your grace.
Sim. Yet pause a while;
Yon knight, methinks, doth sit too melancholy,
As if the entertainment in our court
Had not a show might countervail his worth.
Note it not you, Thaīsa ?

What is it
To me, my father?

O, attend, my daughter;
Princes, in this, should live like gods above,
Who freely give to every one that comes
To honour them: and princes, not doing so,
Are like to gnats, which make a sound, but kill'd
Are wonder'd at.?
Therefore to make's entrance? more sweet, here say,

- and princes, not doing so,
Are like to gnats, which make u sound, but kill'd

Are wonder'd at.] i. e. when they are found to be such small insignificant animals, after making so great a noise.

? Therefore to make's entrance - ] By his entrance, I believe, is meant his present trance, the reverie in which he is supposed to be


nce he is, his nahim, we desire to 1 (Aside.

We drink this standing-bowl of wine to him.3

Thai. Alas, my father, it befits not me
Unto a stranger knight to be so bold;
He may my proffer take for an offence,
Since men take women's gifts for impudence.

Sim. How!
Do as I bid you, or you'll move me else.
Thai. Now, by the gods, he could not please me

Sim. And further tell him, we desire to know,
Of whence he is, his name and parentage.

Thai. The king my father, sir, has drunk to you.
Per. I thank him.
Thai. Wishing it so much blood unto your life.
Per. I thank both him and you, and pledge him

Thai. And further he desires to know of you,
Of whence you are, your name and parentage.

Per. A gentleman of Tyre-(my name, Pericles;
My education being in arts and arms;)—
Who looking for adventures in the world,
Was by the rough seas reft of ships and men,
And, after shipwreck, driven upon this shore.
Thai. He thanks your grace; names himself

A gentleman of Tyre, who only by
Misfortune of the seas has been bereft
Of ships and men, and cast upon this shore.

Sim. Now by the gods, I pity his misfortune,
And will awake him from his melancholy.
Come, gentlemen, we sit too long on trifles,
And waste the time, which looks for other revels.
Even in your armours, as you are address’d,

this standing-bowl of wine to him.] A standing-bowl was a bowl resting on a foot.

* Even in your armours, as you are address’d,! As you are accoutered, prepared for combat.

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