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Brought her to Mitylene; against whose shore
Voice and favor!
You are you are-O royal Pericles!
[She faints. Per. What means the woman? She dies; help,
Cer. Noble sir,
you have told Diana's altar true,
This is your wife.
Reverend appearer, no;
I threw her overboard with these very arms.
Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you.
'Tis most certain.
Cer. Look to the lady;-O, she's but o'erjoyed! Early, one blustering morn, this lady was
Thrown on this shore. I oped the coffin, and
Found there rich jewels; recovered her, and placed 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
Like him you speak,
The voice of dead Thaisa!
Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead,
Per. Immortal Dian!
Now I know you better.
Sense is here used for sensual passion.
2 Drowned, in this instance, does not signify suffocated by water, but overwhelmed in it.
When we with tears parted Pentapolis,
[Shows a ring.
Per. This, this; no more, you gods! your present
Makes my past miseries sport. You shall do well,
Melt, and no more be seen. O, come, be buried
A second time within these arms.
[Kneels to THAISA. Per. Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh,
Thy burden at the sea, and called Marina,
For she was yielded there.
Blessed and mine own!
I know you not.
Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!
Per. You have heard me say, when I did fly from
left behind an ancient substitute.
Can you remember what I called the man?
I have named 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;
Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man
Through whom the gods have shown their power; that
From first to last resolve you.
The gods can have no mortal officer
More like a god than you. Will you deliver
How this dead
with me to my house,
Where shall be shown you all was found with her;
I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer
This prince, the fair-betrothed' of your daughter,
And what this fourteen years no razor touched,
Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit,
Sir, that my father's dead."
Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, my
We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves
Will in that kingdom spend our following days;
To hear the rest untold.-Sir, lead the way.
Gow. In Antioch,3 and his daughter, you have heard Of monstrous lust the due and just reward.
In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen
(Although assailed with fortune fierce and keen,)
Led on by Heaven, and crowned with joy at last.
A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty;
Had spread their cursed deed, and honored name
1 i. e. fairly contracted, honorably affianced.
2 In the fragment of the Old Metrical Romance, the father dies in his daughter's arms.
3 i. e. the king of Antioch. The old copy reads Antiochus.
Of Pericles, to rage the city turn;
That him and his they in his palace burn.
To punish them; although not done, but meant.
New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending. [Exit GOWER.
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.
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