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Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us,
Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she
Made known herself my daughter.

Voice and favour! You are--you are— 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.

Reverend appearer, no;
I threw her o'erboard with these very arms.

Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you.

'Tis most certain,
Cer. Look to the lady ;-0, 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.

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,
But curb it, spite of seeing. O, my lord,
Are you not Pericles ? Like him you speak,
Like him you are : Did you not name a tempest,
A birth, and death?

4 Sensual passion.

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My heart


The voice of dead Thaisa !
Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead,
And drown'd.

Per. Immortal Dian!

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

Makes my past miseries sport: You shall do well,
That on the touching of her lips I may
Melt, and no more be seen.

O come, be buried
A second time within these arms.

Leaps to be

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,
For she was yielded there.

Bless'd and mine own!
Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!

I know you not.
Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly from

I left behind an ancient substitute.
Can you remember what I call’d the man?
I have nam'd him oft.

'Twas Helicanus then. Per. Still confirmation : Embrace him, dear Thaisa ; this is he.

Now do I long to hear how you were found;
How possibly preserv'd ; and whom to thank,
Besides the gods, for this great miracle.

Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man Through whom the gods have shown their power;

that can

From first to last resolve


Reverend sir,
The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god than

you. Will


deliver How this dead queen re-lives? Cer.

I will, my lord. Beseech

you, first go with me to my house, Where shall be shown you all was found with her ; How she came placed here within the temple ; No needful thing omitted. Per,

Pure Diana! I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer My night oblations to thee. Thaisa, This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter, Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now, This ornaments that makes me look so dismal, Will I, my lov'd Marina, clip to form ; And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd, To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify.

Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, Sir, that my father's dead. 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 ;

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3 i.e. His beard.

Our son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign.
Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay,
To hear the rest untold.—Sir, lead the way. (Exeunt.

Enter GOWER.
Gow. In Antioch,4 and his daughter, you have

Of monstrous lust the due and just reward:
In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen
(Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen)
Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast,
Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last.
In Helicanus may you well descry
A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty :
In reverend Cerimon there well

The worth that learned charity ayes wears.
For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame
Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd name
Of Pericles, to rage the city turn;
That him and his they in his palace burn.
The gods for murder seemed so content
To punish them ; although not done, but meant.
So on your patience evermore attending,
New joy wait on you! Hear our play has ending.

[Erit Gower.

4 i, e. The king of Antioch.

5 Ever.

That this tragedy has some merit, it were vain 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 an cient authors in Latin, French, and English.


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