Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry: His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense; [Exit. Hel. Behold him, sir: [Pericles discovered.] this Till the disaster, that, one mortal? night, Lys. Sir, king, all hail! the gods preserve you! 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 She, all as happy as of all the fairest, SCENE I-On board Pericles' ship, off Mity-The island's side. Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus? He can O, here he is. Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene; 1 Gent. Doth your lordship call? There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray you, To greet them fairly. [The Gentlemen and the two Sailors descend, [He whispers one of the attendant Lords.Exit Lord, in the barge of Lysimachus. Hel. Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing we'll omit That bear's recovery's name. But, since your kind ness We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you fur- O, sir, a courtesy, Lys. Hel. Enter, from the barge, Lord, Marina, and a young Lys. O, here is The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one! Enter, from thence, Lysimachus and Lords; the Is't not a goodly presence? Tyrian Gentlemen, and the two Sailors. Tyr. Sail. Sir, This is the man that can, in aught you would, Lys. Hail, reverend sir! The gods preserve you! You wish me well. Lys. I made to it, to know of whence you are. Hel. Can draw him but to answer thee in aught, Lys. I am governor of this place you lie before. Be suffer'd to come near him. Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king; A man, who for this three months hath not spoken But to prorogue' his grief. Lys. Upon what ground is his distemperature? But the main grief of all springs from the loss Mar. I am a maid, My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes, But have been gaz'd on, comet-like: she speaks, You may, indeed, sir, My lord, that, may be, hath endur'd a grief But bootless is your sight; he will not speak I do think so. Mar. No, nor of any shores: Per. I am great with wo, and shall deliver weep- My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one Her stature to an inch; as wand-like straight; The more she gives them speech.-Where do you Mar. Where I am but a stranger; from the deck Mar. Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look'st cam'st Some such thing indeed I said, and said no more but what my thoughts Did warrant me was likely. Per. Tell thy story; Recount, I do beseech thee; come, sit by me. How! a king's daughter? You said you would believe me; Per. But are you flesh and blood? born? This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story, Mar. You'll scarce believe me; 'twere best I did Per. I will believe you by the syllable me; Till cruel Cleon, with his wicked wife, You think me an impostor; no, good faith; Per. Ho, Helicanus ! Hel. I know not; but Here is the regent, sir, of Mitylene, Lys. She would never tell Her parentage; being demanded that, Per. O Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir; And drown me with their sweetress. O, come hither, O, I am mock'd, (1) Possess. (2) i. e. No puppet dress'd up to deceive me. Though doubts did ever sleep Mar. What is your title? First, sir, I pray, |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 Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now (As in the rest thou hast been godlike perfect,) My drown'd queen's name, thou art the heir of kingdoms, And another life to Pericles thy father. Mar. Is it no more to be your daughter, than Per. Now, blessing on thee, rise; thou art my child. Give me fresh garments. Mine own, Helicanus, Hel. Sir, 'tis the governor of Mitylene, Per. I embrace you, sir. Per. Most heavenly music : Music? my lord, I hear [He sleeps. It nips me unto list'ning, and thick slumber [The curtain before the pavilion of Pericles So leave him all.-Well, my companion-friends, [Exeunt Lysimachus, Helicanus, Marina, SCENE II.-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, Before the people all, Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife: To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's, call, [Diana disappears. Per. Celestial Dian, goddess argentine,2 I will obey thee!-Helicanus! Enter Lysimachus, Helicanus, and Marina. Hel. Sir. 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,) That you aptly will suppose What pageantry, what feats, what shows, To greet the king. So he was thriv'd, As Dian bade: whereto being bound, [Exit. I threw her o'erboard with these very arms. Per. (5) i. e. Pericles. (6) Confound here signifies to consume. (7) i. e. Her white robe of innocence. Per. May we see them? Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is Thai. O, let me look! If he be none of mine, my sanctity Will to my sense' bend no licentious ear, Per. Per. Immortal Dian! Now I know you better. [Shows a ring. I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer 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 To hear the rest untold.-Sir, lead the way. [Exe. Gow. In Antioch,' and his daughter, you have Per. This, this: no more, you gods! your pre-of monstrous lust the due and just reward : heard sent kindness Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well, In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen A second time within these arms. My heart Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom. [Kneels to Thaisa. Per. Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh, Thaisa; Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina, I left behind an ancient substitute. Can you remember what I call'd the man? I have nam'd him oft. (Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen,). That this tragedy has some merit, it were rain to deny; but that it is the entire composition of Shakspeare, is more than can be hastily granted. I shall not venture, with Dr. Farmer, to determine that the hand of our great poet is only visible in the last act, for I think it appears in several passages dispersed over each of these divisions. I find it difficult, however, to persuade myself that he was the original fabricator of the plot, or the author of every dialogue, chorus, &c. STEEVENS. The story is of great antiquity; and is related by various ancient authors in Latin, French, and English. I will, my lord. (2) i. e. His beard. I THOUGHT, the king had more affected the duke of Albany, than Cornwall. Enter Lear, Cornwall, Albany, Goneril, Regan, Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Glo. I shall, my liege. [Exe. Glo. and Edm. purpose. Give me the map there.-Know, that we have divided, Glo. It did always seem so to us: but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which In three, our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intents of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so To shake all cares and business from our age; weigh'd, that curiosity' in neither can make choice Conferring them on younger strengths, while we of either's moiety." Unburden'd crawl toward death.-Our son of Cornwall, Kent. Is not this your son, my lord? Glo. His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge: I have soften blushed to acknowledge him, that now I am brazed to it. Kent. I cannot conceive you. Glo. Sir, this young fellow's mother could : whereupon she grew round-wombed; and had, indeed, sir, a son for her cradle, ere she had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a fault? And you, our no less loving son of Albany, Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love, Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue And here are to be answer'd.-Tell me, my daughof it being so proper.3 ters, Glo. But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some (Since now we will divest us, both of rule, year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my ac- Interest of territory, cares of state,) count: though this knave came somewhat saucily Which of you, shall we say, doth love us most? into the world before he was sent for, yet was his That we our largest bounty may extend mother fair; there was good sport at his making, Where merit doth most challenge it.-Goneril, and the whoreson must be acknowledged.-Do you Our eldest-born, speak first. know this noble gentleman, Edmund? Edm. No, my lord. Gon. Sir, I Do love you more than words can wield the matter, Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty; as my honourable friend. Edm. My services to your lordship. Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare; Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you As much as child e'er lov'd, or father found. better. Edm. Sir, I shall study deserving. Glo. He hath been out nine years, and away he shall again :-The king is coming. [ Trumpets sound roithin. A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable; Cor. What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be si- (4) More secret. (5) Determined resolution. S M |