2 Sail. But sea-room, an the brine and cloudy billow kiss the moon, I care not. 1 Sail. Sir, your queen must overboard; the sea works high, the wind is loud, and will not lie till the ship be cleared of the dead. Per. That's your superstition. 1 Sail. Pardon us, sir; with us at sea it still hath been observed; and we are strong in earnest. Therefore briefly yield her; for she must overboard straight. Per. Be it as you think meet.-Most wretched queen! Per. A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear; To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight Bid Nestor bring me spices, ink and paper, A priestly farewell to her; suddenly, woman. [Exit LYCHORIDA. 2 Sail. Sir, we have a chest beneath the hatches, caulk'd and bitumed ready. Per. I thank thee. Mariner, say what coast is this? 2 Sail. We are near Tharsus. Per. Thither, gentle mariner, Alter thy course for Tyre. When canst thou reach it? 2 Sail. By break of day, if the wind cease. Per. O make for Tharsus. There will I visit Cleon, for the babe Cannot hold out to Tyrus: there I'll leave it At careful nursing. Go thy ways, good mariner; [Exeunt. [7] Instead of a monument erected above thy bones, and perpetual lamps to burn near them, the spouting whale shall oppress thee with his weight, and the mass of waters shall roll with low heavy murmur over thy head. STEEVENS. [8] Change thy course, which is now for Tyre, and go to Tharsus. MALONE. SCENE II. Ephesus. A Room in CERIMON's House. Enter CERIMON, a Servant, and some Persons who have been shipwrecked. Cer. Philemon, ho! Enter PHILEMON. Phil. Doth my lord call? Cer. Get fire and meat for these poor men ; It has been a turbulent and stormy night. Serv. I have been in many; but such a night as this, Till now, I ne'er endur'd.' Cer. Your master will be dead, ere you return; There's nothing can be minister'd to nature, That can recover him. Give this to the 'pothecary, And tell me how it works. [TO PHILEMON. [Exeunt PHILEMON, Servant, and those who had been shipwrecked. Enter two Gentlemen. 1 Gent. Good morrow, sir. 2 Gent. Good morrow to your lordship. Our lodgings, standing bleak upon the sea, The very principals did seem to rend, And all to topple ; pure surprize and fear 2 Gent. That is the cause we trouble you so early; [9] So, in Macbeth: "Threescore and ten I can remember well; Within the volume of which time I have seen "Hours dreadful, and things strange, but this sore night Again, in King Lear : ---Since I was man, "Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder, Again, in Julius Cæsar : "I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds MALONE. 'Tis not our husbandry.' Cer. O, you say well. 1 Gent. But I much marvel that your lordship, having Rich tire about you, should at these early hours Shake off the golden slumber of repose. It is most strange, Nature should be so conversant with pain, Cer. I held it ever, Virtue and cunning were endowments greater And I can speak of the distur! mices ones ;3 That nature works, and of her cures ; which give me A more content in course of true delight Than to be thirsty after tottering honour, Or tie my treasure up in silken bags, 2 Gent. Your honour has through Ephesus pour'd forth Your charity, and hundreds call themselves Your creatures, who by you have been restor❜d: Enter two Servants with a Chest. Serv. So; lift there. Cer. What is that? Serv. Sir, even now, [1] Husbandry here signifies economical prudence. So, in King Henry V. See also Hamlet, Act I. sc. iii. MALONE. [2] Cunning means here, knowledge. So, in Jeremiah, ix. 17: "Send for cunning women that they may come." Again, in Romeo and Juliet: "Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks.” [8] So, in Romeo and Juliet: "O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies "In plants, herbs, stones, and their true qualities." STEEVENS. STEEVENS. Did the sea toss upon our shore this chest ; 'Tis of some wreck. Cer. Set 't down, let's look on it. 2 Gent. 'Tis like a coffin, sir. Cer. Whate'er it be, 'Tis wondrous heavy. Wrench it open straight; It belches upon us.*. 2 Gent. "Tis so, my lord. Cer. How close 'tis caulk'd and bitum'd! Did the sea cast it up ? Serv. I never saw so huge a billow, sir, As toss'd it upon shore. Cer. Come, wrench it open ; Soft, soft!-it smells most sweetly in my sense. 2 Gent. A delicate odour. Cer. As ever hit my nostril; so,-up with it. you most potent God! what's here? a corse! 1 Gent. Most strange ! Cer. Shrouded in cloth of state; balm'd and entrea sur'd With bags of spices full! A passport too! Apollo, perfect me i'the characters! Here I give to understand, (If e'er this coffin drive a-land,) I, king Pericles, have lost [Unfolds a scroll. [Reads. This queen, worth all our mundane cost. If thou liv'st, Pericles, thou hast a heart That even cracks for woe!-This chanc'd to-night. 2 Gent. Most likely, sir. Cer. Nay, certainly to-night; For look, how fresh she looks!They were too rough, That threw her in the sea. pest Make fire within; ་་ our author to the sea, in The Tem [4] This singular expression is again applied by MALONE. Death may usurp on nature many hours, Enter a Servant, with Boxes, Napkins, and Fire. Well said, well said; the fire and the cloths. The rough and woful music that we have, Cause it to sound, 'beseech you." The vial once more ;-How thou stirr'st, thou block ?— The music there.-I pray you give her air :— nature awakes; a warmth she hath not been entranc'd See, how she 'gins to blow Gentlemen, 1 Gent. The heavens, sir, Through you, increase our wonder, and set up Cer. She is alive; behold, Her eyelids, cases to those heavenly jewels Begin to part their fringes of bright gold ; The diamonds of a most praised water Appear, to make the world twice rich. O live, And make us weep to hear your fate, fair creature, Rare as you seem to be ! Thai. O dear Diana, [She moves. Where am I? Where's my lord ? "What world is this? 2 Gent. Is not this strange? 1 Gent. Most rare. > Cer. Hush, gentle neighbours ; Lend me your hands: to the next chamber bear her. For her relapse is mortal. Come, come, come; And Esculapius guide us! [5] Paulina in like manner in The Winter's Tale, when she pretends to bring Hermione to life, orders music to be played, to awake her from her trance. So also, the Physician in King Lear, when the King is about to wake from the sleep he had fallen into, after his frenzy: * "Please you draw near;----Louder the music there [6] So, in The Tempest: "The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, MALONE. MALONE |