ACT V. Enter GOWER. SCENE I.-On board Pericles' Ship, off Mitylene. A close Pavilion on deck, with a Curtain before it; Pericles within it, reclined on a Couch. A Barge lying beside the Tyrian Vessel. Enter Two Sailors, one belonging to the Tyrian vessel, the other to the barge; to them HELICANUS. Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus? he can resolve you. To the Sailor of Mitylene. O here he is. Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene, Who craves to come aboard. What is your will? 1. Gent. Doth your lordship call? Hel. And you, sir, to cut-live the age I am, And die as I would do. Lys. You wish me well. Being on shore, honouring of Neptune's triumphs Seeing this goedly vessel ride before us, I made to it, to know of whence you are. Hel. First, sir, what is your place? Lys. I am governor of this place you lie before. Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king; But to prorogue his grief. Lys. Upon what ground is his distemperature? But the main grief of all springs from the loss Lys. May we not see him, then? There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray For every graff would send a caterpillar, you, To greet them fairly. Which if we should deny, the most just God And so afflict our province. - Yet once more Let me entreat to know at large the cause [The Gentlemen and the Two Sailors descend Of your king's sorrow. and go on board the barge. Sit, sir, I will recount it; Hel. Hel. A gallant lady. Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look'st Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd she Modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes, But have been gaz'd on, comet-like: she speaks, For the crown'd truth to dwell in: I'll believe thee, To points that seem impossible; for thou look'st Mar. So indeed I did. Nay, I'll be patient; Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me, To call thyself Marina. Mar. The name Marina, Was given me by one that had some power; My father, and a king. Per. And call'd Marina? Mar. How! a king's daughter? You said you would believe me; But, not to be a troubler of your peace, Per. But are you flesh and blood? Have you a working pulse? and are no fairy? No motion? Well; speak on. Where were you born? And wherefore call'd Marina? Mar. For I was born at sea. Per. Call'd Marina, At sea? thy mother? Mar. My mother was the daughter of a king; Who died the very minute I was born, As my good nurse Lychorida hath oft Deliver'd weeping. Per. O, stop there a little ! This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep Did mock sad fools withal: this cannot be. My daughter's buried. [Aside.] Well: -where were you bred? I'll hear you more, to the bottom of your story, Mar. You'll scarce believe me; 'twere best I did Per. I am Pericles of Tyre: but tell me now (As in the rest thou hast been godlike perfect,) It nips me unto list'ning, and thick slumber Hangs on mine eye-lids; let me rest. [He sleeps. Lys. A pillow for his head; [The curtain before the pavilion of PERICLES is closed. So leave him all. Well, my companion-friends, [Exeunt LYSIMACHUS, HELICANUS, MARINA, and attendant Lady. 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. Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife: Perform my bidding, or thou liv'st in woe: 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 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 My drown'd queen's name, thou art the heir of As our intents will need? kingdoms, And another life to Pericles thy father. Mar. Is it no more to be your daughter, than To say, my mother's name was Thaisa? Thaisa was my mother, who did end, The minute I began. Per. Now, blessing on thee, rise; thou art my Lys. With all my heart, sir; and when you come [Exeunt. You have been noble towards her. Lys. Per. Come, my Marina. Enter Gower, before the temple of Diana at Ephesus. Gow. Now our sands are almost run; More a little, and then done. (For such kindness must relieve me,) To greet the king. So he has thriv'd, SCENE III. - The Temple of Diana at Ephesus; Enter PERICLES, with his Train; LYSIMACHUS, Per. Hail, Dian! to perform thy just command, 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, gentlemen! Cer. Noble sir, If you have told Diana's altar true, This is your wife. Per. 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. Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and her Here in Diana's temple. Per. May we see them? 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 goo Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my Sir, that my father's dead. good credit, [my queen, Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, To hear the rest untold. - Sir, lead the way. Enter GOWER. [Exeunt. Of monstrous lust the due and just reward: That him and his they in his palace burn. ending. Enter KENT, GLOSTER, and EDMUND. Kent. I thought, the king had more affected the duke of Albany, than Cornwall. Glo. It did always seen so to us: but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so weigh'd, that curiosity in neither can make choice of either's moiety. Kent. Is not this your son, my lord? Glo. His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge : I have so often blush'd 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? Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so proper. Glo. But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my account: though this knave came somewhat saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was his mother fair; there was good sport at his making, and the whoreson must be acknowledged. - Do you know this noble gentleman, Edmund ? 837 Edm. No, my lord. Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter as my honourable friend. Edm. My services to your lordship. Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you better. |