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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?,
Will very well become a soldier's dance.
I will not have excuse, with saying, this
Loud music is too harsh for ladies' heads;
Since they love men in arms, as well as beds.

[The Knights dance. So, this was well ask'd, 'twas so well perform'd. Come, sir; Here is a lady that wants breathing too: And I have often heard, you knights of Tyre Are excellent in making ladies trip; And that their measures are as excellent.

Per. In those that practise them, they are, my lord. Sim. O, that's as much, as you would be denied

[The Knights and Ladies dance. of your fair courtesy.-Unclasp, unclasp; Thanks, gentlemen, to all; all have done well; But you the best. [To Pericles). Pages and lights,

conduct These knights unto their several lodgings: Yours, sir, We have given order to be next our own. Per. I am at your grace's pleasure.

Sim. Princes, it is too late to talk of love, For that's the mark I know you level at: Therefore each one betake him to his rest; To-morrow, all for speeding do their best. [Exeunt.

?As you are accoutred, prepared for combat.' So in King Henry V :

• To morrow for the march are we addressid.'

SCENE IV.

Tyre. A Room in the Governor's House.

Enter HELICANUS and ESCANES.
Hel. No, no, my Escanes; know this of me,-
Antiochus from incest liv'd not free;
For which, the most high gods not minding longer,
To withhold the vengeance that they had in store,
Due to this heinous capital offence,
Even in the height and pride of all his glory,
When he was seated, and his daughter with him,
In a chariot of inestimable value,
A fire from heaven came, and shriveld up
Their bodies, even to loathing; for they so stunk,
That all those eyes ador’d them? ere their fall,
Scorn now their hand should give them burial.

Esca. "Twas very strange.
Hel.

And yet but just; for though This king were great, his greatness was no guard To bar heaven's shaft; but sin had his reward. Esca. "Tis very true.

Enter Three Lords. 1 Lord. See, not a man in private conference, Or council, has respect with him but hea.

2 Lord. It shall no longer grieve without reproof. 3 Lord. And curst be he that will not second it. 2 Lord. Follow me then: Lord Helicane, a word. Hel. With me? and welcome: Happy day, my lords.

1 Lord. Know that our griefs are risen to the top, And now at length they overflow their banks.

Hel. Your griefs, for what? wrong not the prince 1 Lord. Wrong not yourself then, noble Helicane; But if the prince do live, let us salute him, Or know what ground's made happy by his breath. If in the world he live, we'll seek him out; If in his grave he rest, we'll find him there; And be resolv'd3, he lives to govern us, Or dead, gives cause to mourn his funeral, And leaves us to our free election. 2 Lord. Whose death's indeed, the strongest in

you love.

1 i. e. which ador'd them.

"To what this charge of partiality was designed to conduct we do not learn ; for it appears to have no influence over the rest of the dialogue.'--Steevens.

our censure4 : And knowing this kingdom, if without a head (Like goodly buildings left without a roof), Will soon to ruin fall, your noble self, That best know'st how to rule, and how to reign, We thus submit unto,-our sovereign.

All. Live, noble Helicane!

Hel. Try honour's cause, forbear your suffrages : If that you love prince Pericles, forbear. Take I your wish, I leap into the seats, Where's hourly trouble for a minute's ease. A twelvemonth longer, let me then entreat you To forbear choice i’the absence of your kingo; If in which time expird, he not return, I shall with aged patience bear your yoke. But if I cannot win you to this love, Go search like noblemen, like noble subjects, And in your search spend your adventurous worth; Whom if you find, and win unto return, You shall like diamonds sit about his crown.

1 Lord. To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield;

3 Satisfied.

4 i. e. 'the most probable in our opinion.' Censure is frequeptly used for judgment, opinion, by Shakspeare. 5 The old copy reads :

• Take I your wish, I leap into the seas,' &c. Steevens contends for the old reading; that it is merely figurative, and means, “I embark too hastily on an expedition in which ease is disproportioned to labour.'

6 Some word being omitted in this line in the old copy, Steevens thus supplied it :

To forbear choice i' the absence of your king:

And, since Lord Helicane enjoineth us,
We with our travels will endeavour it.
Hel. Then you love us, we you, and we'll clasp

hands;
When peers thus knit, a kingdom ever stands.

[Exeunt.

SCENE V.

Pentapolis. A Room in the Palace.

Enter SIMONIDES, reading a Letter; the Knights

meet him. 1 Knight. Good morrow to the good Simonides. Sim. Knights, from my daughter this I let you

know,
That for this twelvemonth, she'll not undertake
A married life.
Her reason to herself is only known,
Which from herself by no means can I get.

2 Knight. May we not get access to her, my lord ? Sim. 'Faith, by no means; she hath so strictly

tied her To her chamber, that it is impossible. One twelve moons more she'll wear Diana's livery; This by the eye of Cynthia hath she vow'd', And on her virgin honour will not break it. 3 Knight. Though loath to bid farewell, we take our leaves.

[Ereunt. Sim. So They're well despatch'd; now to my daughter's

letter: She tells me here, she'll wed the stranger knight, Or never more to view nor day nor light.

some

more

1 "It were to be wished (says Steevens), that Simonides, who is represented as a blameless character, had hit on ingenious expedient for the dismission of these wooers. Here he tells them, as a solemn truth, what he knows to be a fiction of bis own.'

Mistress, 'tis well, your choice agrees with mine;
I like that well:-nay, how absolute she's in't,
Not minding whether I dislike or no!
Well, I commend her choice;
And will no longer have it be dalay'd.
Soft, here he comes:-I must dissemble it.

Enter PERICLES.
Per. All fortune to the good Simonides !

Sim. To you as much, sir! I am beholden to you,
For your sweet music this last night: my ears,
I do protest, were never better fed
With such delightful pleasing harmony.

Per. It is your grace's pleasure to commend;
Not my desert.
Sim.

Sir, you are music's master.
Per. The worst of all her scholars, my good lord.
Sim. Let me ask one thing. What do you think,

sir, of My daughter? Per.

As of a most virtuous princess. Sim. And she is fair too, is she not? Per. As a fair day in summer; wondrous fair.

Sim. My daughter, sir, thinks very well of you;
Ay, so well, sir, that you must be her master,
And she'll your scholar be; therefore look to it.

Per. Unworthy I to be her schoolmaster.
Sim. She thinks not so; peruse this writing else.

Per. What's here !
A letter, that she loves the knight of Tyre?
'Tis the king's subtilty, to have my life. [Aside.
0, seek not to entrap, my gracious lord,
A stranger, and distressed gentleman,
That never aim'd so high, to love your daughter,
But bent all offices to honour her.
Sim. Thou hast bewitch'd my daughter, and

thou art A villain.

Per. By the gods, I have not, sir. Never did thought ef mine levy offence;

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