To beat us down, the which are down already; Whereas no glory's got to overcome.3 Lord. That's the least fear; for, by the semblance Of their white flags display'd, they bring us peace, And come to us as favourers, not as foes. Cle. Thou speak'st like him's untutor'd to repeat, To know for what he comes, and whence he comes, Lord. I go, my lord. Cle. Welcome is peace, if he on peace consist ;5 If wars, we are unable to resist. Enter PERICLES, with Attendants. Per. Lord governor, for so we hear you are, [Exit. Are stor❜d with corn, to make your needy bread, And we'll pray for you. Per. Rise, I pray you, rise; We do not look for reverence, but for love, [S] Whereas, it has been already observed, was anciently used for where. MALONE. [4] Perhaps we should read---him who is, and regulate the metre as follows: Thou speak'st Like him who is untutor'd to repeat, &c. The sense is---Deluded by the pacific appearance of this navy, you talk like one, who has never learned the common adage," that the fairest outsides are most to be suspect ed." STEEVENS. [5] If he stands on peace. A Latin sense. MALONE. Or pay you with unthankfulness in thought, The curse of heaven and men succeed their evils! Per. Which welcome we'll accept ; feast here a while, Until our stars that frown, lend us a smile. [Exeunt. ACT II. Enter Gower. Gow. Here have you seen a mighty king A better prince, and benign lord, Be quiet then, as men should be, Till he hath pass'd necessity. I'll show you those in troubles reign, (To whom I give my benizon,) But tidings to the contrary Are brought your eyes; what need speak I ? Dumb show. Enter at one door PERICLES, talking with CLEON; all the Train with them. Enter at another door, a Gentleman, with a letter to PERICLES; PERICLES shows the letter to CLEON; then gives the Messenger a reward, and knights him. Exeunt PERICLES, CLEON, &c. severally. Gow. Good Helicane hath staid at home, Not to eat honey, like a drone, From others' labours; forth he strive [6] Thinks all is writ he spoken can: Pays as much respect to whatever Pericles says, as if it were holy writ. "As true as the gospel," is still common language. MALONE. And, to fulfil his prince' desire, He knowing so, put forth to seas, Where when men been, there's seldom ease; Threw him ashore, to give him glad : SCENE I. [Exit. Pentapolis. An open Place by the Sea Side. Enter PERICLES, wet. Per. Yet cease your ire, ye angry stars of heaven! Wind, rain, and thunder, remember earthly man Is but a substance that must yield to you ́; And I, as fits my nature, do obey you; Alas, the sea hath cast me on the rocks, Wash'd me from shore to shore, and left me breath [7] Our ancestors had a plural number in their tenses which is now lost out of the language; e. g. in the present tense, I escape He escapeth But it did not, I We escapen They escapen. believe, extend to the preter-imperfects, otherwise than thus: They didden [for did escape. PERCY. [8] The meaning of this may be--Excuse old Gower from telling you what follows. The very text to it has proved of too considerable length already. STEEVENS. Enter Three Fishermen. 1 Fish. What, ho, Pilche! 2 Fish. Ho! come, and bring away the nets. 1 Fish. What Patch-breech, I say! 3 Fish. What say yoŭ, master ? 1 Fish. Look how thou stirrest now! come away, or I'll fetch thee with a wannion. 3 Fish. 'Faith, master, I am thinking of the poor men that were cast away before us, even now. 1 Fish. Alas, poor souls, it grieved my heart to hear what pitiful cries they made to us to help them, when, well-a-day, we could scarce help ourselves. 3 Fish. Nay, master, said not I as much, when I saw the porpus, how he bounced and tumbled ?9 they say, they are half fish, half flesh: a plague on them, they ne'er come, but I look to be washed. Master, I marvel how the fishes live in the sea. 1 Fish. Why, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones: I can compare our rich misers to nothing so fitly as to a whale; 'a plays and tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and at last devours them all at a mouthful. Such whales have I heard on a' the land, who never leave gaping, till they've swallowed the whole parish, church, steeple, bells and all. Per. A pretty moral. 3 Fish. But, master, if I had been the sexton, I would have been that day in the belfry. * 2 Fish. Why, man? 3 Fish. Because he should have swallowed me too. and when I had been in his belly, I would have kept such a jangling of the bells, that he should never have left, till he cast bells, steeple, church, and parish, up again. But if the good king Simonides were of my mind Per. Simonides? 3 Fish. We would purge the land of these drones, that rob the bee of her honey. Per. How from the finny subject of the sea All that may men approve or men detect!— [9] Captain Cook, in his second voyage to the South Seas, mentions the playing of porpusses round the ship as a certain sign of a violent gale of wind. M. MASON. Peace be at your labour, honest fishermen. 2 Fish. Honest! good fellow, what's that? if it be a day fits you, scratch it out of the calendar, and no body will look after it.' Per. Nay, see, the sea hath cast upon your coast 2 Fish. What a drunken knave was the sea, to cast thee in our way! Per. A man whom both the waters and the wind, In that vast tennis-court, hath made the ball For them to play upon, entreats you pity him; He asks of you, that never us'd to beg. 1 Fish. No, friend, cannot you beg? here's them in our country of Greece, gets more with begging, than we can do with working. 2 Fish. Canst thou catch any fishes then? Per. I never practis'd it. 2 Fish. Nay, then thou wilt starve sure; for here's nothing to be got now a-days, unless thou canst fish for't. Per. What I have been, I have forgot to know; But what I am, want teaches me to think on ; A man shrunk up with cold: my veins are chill, And have no more of life, than may suffice To give my tongue that heat, to ask your help; Which if you shall refuse, when I am dead, For I am a man, pray see me buried. 1 Pish. Die quoth-a? Now gods forbid! I have a gown here; come, put it on; keep thee warm. Now, afore me, a handsome fellow! Come, thou shalt go home, and we'll have flesh for holidays, fish for fasting-days, and moreo'er puddings and flap-jacks; and thou shalt be wel come. Per. I thank you, sir. 2 Fish. Hark you, my friend, you said you could not beg. Per. I did but crave. 2 Fish. But crave? Then I'll turn craver too, and so I shall 'scape whipping. Per. Why, are all your beggars whipped then? 1 Fish. O, not all, my friend, not all for if all your [1] The preceding speech of Pericles affords no apt introduction to the reply of the fisherman. Either somewhat is ommitted that cannot now be supplied, or the whole passage is obscured by more than common depravation. It should seem that the prince had made some remark on the badness of the day. Perhaps the dialogue originally ran thus: "Per. Peace be at your labour, honest fishermen ;" "The day is rough and thwarts your occupation." "2 Fish. Honest! good fellow, what's that? If it be not a day fits you, scratch it out of the calendar, and nobody will look after it." STEEVENS. |