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PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE  5.

		[Enter GOWER]

GOWER		Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and chances
		Into an honest house, our story says.
		She sings like one immortal, and she dances
		As goddess-like to her admired lays;
		Deep clerks she dumbs; and with her needle composes	5
		Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or berry,
		That even her art sisters the natural roses;
		Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry:
		That pupils lacks she none of noble race,
		Who pour their bounty on her; and her gain	10
		She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her place;
		And to her father turn our thoughts again,
		Where we left him, on the sea. We there him lost;
		Whence, driven before the winds, he is arrived
		Here where his daughter dwells; and on this coast	15
		Suppose him now at anchor. The city strived
		God Neptune's annual feast to keep: from whence
		Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies,
		His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense;
		And to him in his barge with fervor hies.	20
		In your supposing once more put your sight
		Of heavy Pericles; think this his bark:
		Where what is done in action, more, if might,
		Shall be discover'd; please you, sit and hark.
		[Exit]

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