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SCENE III. - The Temple of Diana at Ephesus; 1 Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina,
Thaisa standing near the Altar, as high Priestess; For she was yielded there. a number of Virgins on each side ; CERIMON and
Bless'd, and mine own! other Inhabitants of Ephesus attending.
Hel. Hail, madam, and my queen!
I know you not Enter PERICLES, with his Train; LYSIMACHUS,
Per. You have heard me say, when I did fy from
I have nam'd him oft. Who, frighted from my country, did wed
'Twas Helicanus then. The fair Thaisa, at Pentapolis.
Per. Still confirmation : At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth Embrace him, dear Thaisa ; this is be. A maid-child callid Marina ; who, O goddess, Now do I long to hear how you were found; Wears yet thy silver livery. She at Tharsus How possibly preserv'd ; and whom to thank, Was nurs'd with Cleon; whom at fourteen years Besides the gods, for this great miracle. He sought to murder : but her better stars
Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord ; this man Brought her to Mitylene; against whose shore Through whom the gods have shown their power; Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us,
that can Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she From first to last resolve you. Made known herself my daughter.
Voice and favour ! The gods can have no mortal officer
I will, my lord. Cer. Noble sir,
Beseech you, first go with me to my house, If you have told Diana's altar true,
Where shall be shown you all was found with her; This is your wife.
How she came placed here within the temple ; Per. Reverend appearer, no;
No needful thing omitted. I threw her o'erboard with these very arms.
Pure Diana ! Cer. Upon this coast, I warrant you.
I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer Per.
"Tis most certain. My night oblations to thee. Thaisa, Cer. Look to the lady; -0, she's but o'erjoy'd. This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter, Early, one blust'ring morn, this lady was
Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now,
And what this fourteen years no razor touchd, Here in Diana's temple.
To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify.
Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my Sir, that my father's dead.
(my queen house,
Per. Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is
We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves Recover'd.
Will in that kingdom spend our following days; Thai. O, let me look!
Our son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign. If he be none of mine, my sanctity
Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay, Will to my sense bend no licentious ear,
To hear the rest untold. — Sir, lead the way. But curb it, spite of seeing. O, my lord,
(Emt Are you not Pericles ? Like him you speak, Like him you are : Did you not name a tempest,
Enter Gower. A birth, and death?
Gow. In Antioch, and his daughter, you hase Per. The voice of dead Thaisa !
heard Thai. That Thaisa am 1, supposed dead,
Of monstrous lust the due and just reward : And drown'd.
In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen Per. Immortal Dian!
(Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen) Thai.
Now I know you better. Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast, When we with tears parted Pentapolis,
Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last. The king, iny father, gave you such a ring.
In Helicanus may you well desery
(Shows a ring. A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty : Per. This, this : no more, you gods! your pre- In reverend Cerimon there well appears sent kindness
The worth that learned charity aye wears. Makes my past miseries sport : You shall do well, For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame That on the touching of her lips I may
Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd nurse Melt, and no more be seen.
O come, be buried
Of Pericles, to rage the city turn; A second time within these arms.
That him and his they in his palace burn. Mar.
The gods for murder seemed so content Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.
To punish them; although not done, bat erdi.
(Kneels to Thaisa. So on your patience evenmore attending, Per. Look, who kneels here ! Flesh of thy flesh, New joy wait on you! Here our play has Thaisa ;
SCENE I.- A Room of State in King Lear's Edm. No, my lord.
Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him hereafter
as my honourable friend. Enler KENT, GLOSTER, and EDMUND.
Edm. My services to your lordship. Kent. I thought, the king had more affected the Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you duke of Albany, than Cornwall.
better. Glo. did always seem so to us : but now, in Edm. Sir, I shall study deserving. the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of Glo. He hath been out nine years, and away he the dukes he values most; for equalities are so shall again : - The king is coming. weigh'd, that curiosity in neither can make choice
[Trumpets sound within. of either's moiety. Kent. Is not this your son, my lord ?
Enter LEAR, CORNWALL, ALBANY, GONERIL, Glo. His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge :
REGAN, CORDELIA, and Attendants. I have so often blush'd to acknowledge him, that Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, now I am brazed to it.
Gloster. Kent. I cannot conceive you.
Glo. I shall, my liege. Glo. Sir, this young fellow's mother could: where
(Ercunt GLOSTER and EDMUND. upon she grew round-wombed ; and had, indeed, Lear. Mean-time we shall express our darker sir, a son for her cradle, ere she had a husband for
purpose. her bed. Do you smell a fault?
Give me the map there. — Know, that we have Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue
divided, of it being so proper.
In three, our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intent Glo. But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some To shake all cares and business from our age; year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my Conferring them on younger strengths, while we account: though this knave came somewhat saucily Unburden'd crawl toward death. - Our son of into the world before he was sent for, yet was his
Cornwall mother fair ; there was good sport at his making, And you, our no less loving son of Albany, and the whoreson must be acknowledged. - Do you We have this hour a constant will to publish know this noble gentleman, Edmund ?
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May be prevented now The princes, France and
Ay, good my lord. Burgundy,
Lear. So young, and so untender? Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love, Cor. So young, my lord, and true. Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn, Lear. Let it be so, -Thy truth then be thy And here are to be answer'd.
- Tell me, my
For, by the sacred radiance of the sun;
By all the operations of the orbs,
Here I disclaim all my paternal care,
And as a stranger to my heart and me Gon.
Hold thee, from this, for ever. The barbarous Do love you more than words can wield the matter,
Scythian, Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty ;
Or he that makes his generation messes
To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom
Good my liege Beyond all manner of so much I love you.
Lear. Peace, Kent ! Cor. What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be Come not between the dragon and his wrath ; silent.
(Aside. I lov'd her most, and thought to set my rest Lear. Of all these bounds, even from this line to On her kind nursery. — Hence, and avoid mig this,
(To CORDILU. With shadowy forests and with champains rich'a, So be my grave my peace, as here I give With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads, Her father's heart from her ! - Call France ; We make thee lady: To thine and Albany's issue
Who stirs ? Be this perpetual. What says our second daughter, Call Burgundy. - Cornwall, and Albany, Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall ? Speak. With my two daughters' dowers digest this third:
Reg. I am made of that self metal as my sister, Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her. And prize me at her worth. In my true heart I do invest you jointly with my power, I find, she names my very deed of love ;
Pre-eminence, and all the large effects Only she comes too short, — that I profess
That troop with majesty. - Ourself, by monthly Myself an enemy to all other joys,
course, Which the most precious square of sense possesses; With reservation of an hundred knights, And find, I am alone felicitate
By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode In your dear highness' love.
Make with you by due turns. Only we still Cor. Then poor Cordelia ! (Aside.
Lear. To thee, and thine, hereditary ever, Revenue, execution of the rest,
This coronet part between you. (Gizing the area. Than that confirm'd on Goneril. - Now, our joy, Kent.
Royal Lear, Although the last, not least ; to whose young love Whom I have ever honour'd as my king, The vines of France, and milk of Burgundy, Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd, Strive to be interess'd; what can you say, to draw As my great patron thought on in my prayers, A third more opulent than your sisters ? Speak, Lear. The bow is bent and drawn, make from Cor. Nothing, my lord.
the shaft. Lear. ·Nothing?
Kent. Let it fall rather, though the fork invade Cor. Nothing
The region of my heart : be Kent unmanneris, Lear. Nothing can come of nothing: speak again. When Lear is mad. What would'st thou do, oled Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
man? My heart into my mouth : I love your majesty Think'st thou, that duty shall have dread to speak, According to my bond ; nor more, nor less, When power to flattery bows? To plainnesa ho Lear. How, how, Cordelia ? mend your speech a
nour's bound, little,
When majesty stoops to folly. Reverse thy doen; Lest it may mar your fortunes.
And, in thy best consideration, check Cor.
Good my lord, This hideous rashness: answer my life my judgmest, You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me: I Thy youngest daughter does not love the least; Return those duties back as are right fit,
Nor are those empty-hearted, whose low sound Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Reverbs no hollowness. Why have my sisters husbands, if they say
Kent, on thy life, no mere They love you, all ? Haply, when I shall wed, Kent. My life I never held but as a pena That lord, whose hand must take my plight, shall To wage against thine enemies; nor fear to lose i carry
Thy safety being the motive. Half my love with him, half my care, and duty: Lear.
Out of my sight! Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters,
Kent. See better, Lear; and let me säll risinin To love my father all.
The true blank of thine eye. Lear. But goes this with thy heart?
Lear. Now, by Apollo,
Now, by Apollo, king, I would not from your love make such a stray, Thou swear'st thy gods in vain,
To match you where I hate; therefore beseech you Lear.
O, vassal! miscreant ! To avort your liking a more worthier way,
(Laying his hand on his sword. Than on a wretch whom nature is asham'd Alb. Corn. Dear sir, forbear.
Almost to acknowledge hers. Kent. Do;
This is most strange! Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow
That she, that even but now was your best object, Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift ;
The argument of your praise, balm of your age, Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my throat, Most best, most dearest, should in this trice of time I'll tell thee, thou dost evil,
Commit a thing so monstrous, to dismantle Lear.
Hear me, recreant ! So many folds of favour! Sure, her offence On thine allegiance hear me !
Must be of such unnatural degree, Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow, That monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd affection (Which we durst never yet,) and, with strain's Fall into taint: which to believe of her, pride,
Must be a faith, that reason without miracle To come betwixt our sentence and our power ; Could never plant in me. (Which nor our nature nor our place can bear,) Cor.
I yet beseech your majesty, Our potency made good, take thy reward,
(If for I want that glib and oily art, Fire days we do allot thee, for provision
To speak and purpose not; since what I well intend, To shield thee from diseases of the world ;
I'll do't before I speak,) that you make known And, on the sixth, to turn thy hated back
It is no vicious blot, murder, or foulness, Upon our kingdom; if, on the tenth day fol- No unchaste action, or dishonour'd step, lowing,
That hath depriv'd me of your grace and favour : Thy banish'd trunk be found in our dominions, But even for want of that, for which I am richer ; ; The moment is thy death; Away! by Jupiter, A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue This shall not be revok'd.
That I am glad I have not, though, not to have it, Kent. Fare thee well, king : since thus thou wilt Hath lost me in your liking. appear,
Better thou Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here. Had'st not been born, than not to have pleas'd me The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid,
[To CORDELIA. France. Is it but this? a tardiness in nature, That justly think'st, and hast most rightly said !- Which often leaves the history unspoke, And your large speeches may your deeds approve, That it intends to do ?- My lord of Burgundy,
[To Recan and GONERIL. What say you to the lady? Love is not love, That good effects may spring from words of love. When it is mingled with respects, that stand Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu ;
Aloof from the entire point. Will you have her ? He'll shape his old course in a country new. (Erit. She is herself a dowry.
Royal Lear, Re-enter GLOSTER ; with FRANCE, BURGUNDY, and Give but that portion which yourself proposid, Attendants.
And here I take Cordelia by the band, Glo. Here's France and Burgundy, my noble Duchess of Burgundy. lord.
Lear. Nothing: I have sworn; I am firm. Lear. My lord of Burgundy,
Bur. I am sorry then, you have so lost a father, We first address towards you, who with this king That you must lose a husband. Hath rivall’d for our daughter; What, in the least, Cor.
Peace be with Burgundy! Will you require in present dower with her, Since that respects of fortune are his love, Or cease your quest of love?
I shall not be his wife. Bur.
Most royal majesty, France. Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, beI crave no more than hath your highness offer's,
ing poor ; Nor will you tender less.
Most choice, forsaken ; and most lov'd, despis'd ! Lear.
Right noble Burgundy, Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon : When she was dear to us, we did hold her so; Be it lawful, I take up what's cast away, But now her price is fall’n : Sir, there she stands; Gods, gods! 'tis strange, that from their cold'st If aught within that little, seeming substance,
neglect Or all of it, with our displeasure piec'd,
My love should kindle to inflam'd respect. And nothing more, may fitly like your grace, Thy dowerless daughter, king, thrown to my chance, She's there, and she is yours.
Is queen of us, of ours, and our fair France : Bur.
I know no answer. Not all the dukes of wat'rish Burgundy, Lear. Sir,
Shall buy this unpriz'd precious maid of me. Will you, with those infirmities she owes,
Bid them farewell, Cordelia, though unkind : Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate,
Thou losest here, a better where to find. Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with our Lear. Thou hast her, France : let her be thine ; oath,
for we Take her, or leave her?
Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see Bur.
Pardon me, royal sir ; That face of hers again : - Therefore be gone, Election makes not up on such conditions.
Without our grace, our love, our benizon. Lear. Then leave her, sir; for, by the power Come, noble Burgundy. that made me,
(Flourish. Exeunt LEAR, BURGUNDY, CORN I tell you all her wealth. - For you, great king.
WALL, ALBANY, GLOSTER, and Attendants. (T. FRANCE. France. Bid farewell to your sisters.,
Cor. The jewels of our father, with wash'd eyes And my invention thrive, Edmund the base Cordelia leaves you : I know you what you are ; Shall top the legitimate. I grow ; I prosper :And, like a sister, am most loath to call
Now, gods, stand up for bastards !
Glo. Kent banish'd thus! And France in choler I would prefer him to a better place.
parted! So farewell to you both.
And the king gone to-night! subscrib'd his power! Gor Prescribe not us our duties.
Confin'd to exhibition ! All this done Reg.
Let your study Upon the gad !- Edmund ! How now; what Be, to content your lord ; who hath receivid you
news? At fortune's alms. You have obedience scanted, Edm. So please your lordship, none. And well are worth the want that you have wanted.
[Putting up the letter. Cor. Time shall unfold what plaited cunning Glo. Why so earnestly seek you to put up that hides;
letter? Who cover faults, at last shame them derides. Edm. I know no news, my lord. Well may you prosper !
Glo. What paper were you reading ? France.
Come, my fair Cordelia. Edm. Nothing, my lord.
(Exeunt France and CORDELIA. Glo. No? what needed then that terrible de Gon. Sister, it is not a little I have to say, of spatch of it into your pocket? the quality of no what most nearly appertains to us both. I think, thing hath not such need to hide itself. Let's see : our father will hence to-night.
Come, if it be nothing, I shall not need spectacles Reg. That's most certain, and with you ; next Edm. I beseech you, sir, pardon me : it is a letmonth with us.
ter from my brother, that I have not all o'er-read; Gon. You see how full of changes his age is; for so much as I have perused, I find it not fit for the observation we have made of it hath not been your over-looking. little: he always loved our sister most ; and with Glo. Give me the letter, sir. what poor judgment he hath now cast her off, ap- Edm. I shall offend, either to detain or give it. pears too grossly.
The contents, as in part I understand them, are to Reg. "Tis the infirmity of his age : yet he hath blame. ever but slenderly known himself.
Glo. Let's see, let's see. Gon. The best and soundest of his time hath been Edm. I hope, for my brother's justification, he but rash ; then must we look 10 receive from his wrote this but as an essay or taste of my virtue. age, not alone the imperfections of long-engrafted Glo. [Reads.] This policy, and reverence of age, condition, but therewithal, the unruly waywardness makes the world bitter to the best of our times; keeps that infirm and cholerick years bring with them. our fortunes from us, till our oldness cannot relish
Reg. Such unconstant starts are we like to have them. I begin to find an idle and fond bondage from him, as this of Kent's banishment.
in the oppression of aged tyranny; who sways, wat Gon. There is further compliment of leave-taking as it hath power, but as it is suffered. Come to me between France and him. Pray you, let us hit to that of this I may speak more. If our father would gether : If our father carry authority with such dis- sleep till I waked him, you should enjoy half his repositions as he bears, this last surrender of his will venue for ever, and live the beloved of your bnther but offend us.
Edgar. Humph — Conspiracy ! - Sleep till I Reg. We shall further think of it.
waked him, you should enjoy half kis reune, Gon. We must do something, and i' the heat. My son Edgar! Haci he a hand to write this ? a heart
(Exeunt. and brain to breed it in? When came this to you?
Who brought it? SCENE II. - A Hall in the Earl of Gloster's Edm. It was not' brought me, my lord; there's Castle.
the cunning of it; I found it thrown in at the case Enter Edmund, with a letter.
ment of my closet.
Glo. You know the character to be your brother's ? Edm. Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy law Edm. If the matter were good, my lord, I durst My services are bound: Wherefore should I swear it were his ; but, in respect of that, I would Stand in the plague of custom; and permit fain think it were not: The curiosity of nations to deprive me,
Glo. It is his. For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Edm. It is his hand, my lord; but I hope, his Lag of a brother? Why bastard ? wherefore base ? heart is not in the contents. When my dimensions are as well compact,
Glo. Hath he never heretofore sounded you in My mind as generous, and my shape as true, this business? As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us Edm. Never, my lord : But I have often beard With base ? with baseness? bastardy? base, base ? him maintain it to be fit, that, sons at perfect aga Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take
and fathers declining, the father should be as vard More composition and fierce quality,
to the son, and the son manage his revenue. Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed,
Glo. O villain, villain ! - His very opinion in Go to the creating a whole tribe of fops,
the letter !-Abhorred villain! Unnatural, detesta Got 'tween asleep and wake ? - Well then, brutish villain! worse than brutish! - Go, simral, Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land: seek him ; I'll apprehend him: - Abominable wib Our father's love is to the bastard Edmund, lain ! - Where is he? As to the legitimate : Fine word, - legitimate ! Edm. I do not well know, my lord. If a shall Well, my legitimate, if this letter speed,
please you to suspend your indignation against my