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| The temple of Diana at Ephesus; THAISA standing near the altar, as high priestess; a number of Virgins on each side; CERIMON and other Inhabitants of Ephesus attending. |
| [Enter PERICLES, with his train; LYSIMACHUS, | ||
| HELICANUS, MARINA, and a Lady] |
| PERICLES | Hail, Dian! to perform thy just command, | ||
| I here confess myself the king of Tyre; | |||
| Who, frighted from my country, did wed | |||
| At Pentapolis the fair Thaisa. | |||
| At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth | 5 | ||
| A maid-child call'd Marina; who, O goddess, | |||
| Wears yet thy silver livery. She at Tarsus | |||
| Was nursed with Cleon; who at fourteen years | |||
| He sought to murder: but her better stars | |||
| Brought her to Mytilene; 'gainst whose shore | 10 | ||
| Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us, | |||
| Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she | |||
| Made known herself my daughter. |
| THAISA | Voice and favour! | ||
| You are, you are--O royal Pericles! | 15 | ||
| [Faints] |
| PERICLES | What means the nun? she dies! help, gentlemen! |
| CERIMON | Noble sir, | ||
| If you have told Diana's altar true, | |||
| This is your wife. |
| PERICLES | Reverend appearer, no; | ||
| I threw her overboard with these very arms. | 20 |
| CERIMON | Upon this coast, I warrant you. |
| PERICLES | 'Tis most certain. |
| CERIMON | Look to the lady; O, she's but o'erjoy'd. | ||
| Early in blustering morn this lady was | |||
| Thrown upon this shore. I oped the coffin, | 25 | ||
| Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and placed her | |||
| Here in Diana's temple. |
| PERICLES | May we see them? |
| CERIMON | Great sir, they shall be brought you to my house, | ||
| Whither I invite you. Look, Thaisa is recovered. | 30 |
| THAISA | 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 spake, | 35 | ||
| Like him you are: did you not name a tempest, | |||
| A birth, and death? |
| PERICLES | The voice of dead Thaisa! |
| THAISA | That Thaisa am I, supposed dead | ||
| And drown'd. | 40 |
| PERICLES | Immortal Dian! |
| THAISA | Now I know you better. | ||
| When we with tears parted Pentapolis, | |||
| The king my father gave you such a ring. | |||
| [Shows a ring] |
| PERICLES | This, this: no more, you gods! your present kindness | ||
| Makes my past miseries sports: you shall do well, | 45 | ||
| 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. |
| MARINA | My heart | ||
| Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom. | 50 | ||
| [Kneels to THAISA] |
| PERICLES | Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh, Thaisa; | ||
| Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina | |||
| For she was yielded there. |
| THAISA | Blest, and mine own! |
| HELICANUS | Hail, madam, and my queen! | 55 |
| THAISA | I know you not. |
| PERICLES | You have heard me say, when I did fly from Tyre, | ||
| I left behind an ancient substitute: | |||
| Can you remember what I call'd the man? | |||
| I have named him oft. | 60 |
| THAISA | 'Twas Helicanus then. |
| PERICLES | Still confirmation: | ||
| Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is he. | |||
| Now do I long to hear how you were found; | |||
| How possibly preserved; and who to thank, | 65 | ||
| Besides the gods, for this great miracle. |
| THAISA | Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man, | ||
| Through whom the gods have shown their power; that can | |||
| From first to last resolve you. |
| PERICLES | Reverend sir, | 70 | |
| The gods can have no mortal officer | |||
| More like a god than you. Will you deliver | |||
| How this dead queen re-lives? |
| CERIMON | I will, my lord. | ||
| Beseech you, first go with me to my house, | 75 | ||
| Where shall be shown you all was found with her; | |||
| How she came placed here in the temple; | |||
| No needful thing omitted. |
| PERICLES | Pure Dian, bless thee for thy vision! I | ||
| Will offer night-oblations to thee. Thaisa, | 80 | ||
| This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter, | |||
| Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now, | |||
| This ornament | |||
| Makes me look dismal will I clip to form; | |||
| And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd, | 85 | ||
| To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify. |
| THAISA | Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, sir, | ||
| My father's dead. |
| PERICLES | Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, my queen, | ||
| We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves | 90 | ||
| Will in that kingdom spend our following days: | |||
| Our son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign. | |||
| Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay | |||
| To hear the rest untold: sir, lead's the way. | |||
| [Exeunt] | |||
| [Enter GOWER] |
| GOWER | In Antiochus and his daughter you have heard | 95 | |
| Of monstrous lust the due and just reward: | |||
| In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen, | |||
| Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen, | |||
| Virtue preserved from fell destruction's blast, | |||
| Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last: | 100 | ||
| In Helicanus may you well descry | |||
| A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty: | |||
| In reverend Cerimon there well appears | |||
| The worth that learned charity aye wears: | |||
| For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame | 105 | ||
| 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. | 110 | ||
| So, on your patience evermore attending, | |||
| New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending. | |||
| [Exit] |
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