And prostitute me to the basest groom
That doth frequent your house.

Boult. Well, I will see what I can do for thee: if I can place thee, I will.

Mar. But, amongst honest women?

Boult. 'Faith, my acquaintance lies little amongst them. But since my master and mistress have bought you, there's no going but by their consent; therefore I will make them acquainted with your purpose, and I doubt not but I shall find them tractable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what I can; [Exeunt.

come your ways.

ACT V.

Enter Gower.

Gow. 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 clerks1 she dumbs; and with her neeld? com

poses

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
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 arriv'd
Here where his daughter dwells; and on this coast
Suppose him now at anchor. The city striv'd
God Neptune's annual feast to keep from whence
Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies,

His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense;

(1) Learned men. (2) Needle.

And to him in his barge with fervour hies.
In your supposing once more put your sight;
Of heavy Pericles think this the bark:
Where, what is done in action, more, if might,
Shall be discover'd; please you, sit, and hark.
[Exit.
SCENE 1-On board Pericles' ship, off Mity-
lene. A close pavilion on deck, with a curtain
before it; Pericles within it, reclined on a couch.
A barge lying beside the Tyrian vessel. Enter
two Sailors, one belonging to the Tyrian vessel,
the other to the barge; to them Helicanus.
Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus? he can
resolve you. [To the Sailor of Mitylene.
O, here he is.--

Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene.
And in it is Lysimachus the governor,

Who craves to come aboard. What is your will?
Hel. That he have his. Call up some gentlemen.
Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls.

Enter two Gentlemen.

1 Gent. Doth your lordship call? Hel. Gentlemen,

There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray

you,

To greet them fairly.

[The Gentlemen and the two Sailors descend, and go on board the barge.

Enter, from thence, Lysimachus and Lords; the Tyrian Gentlemen, and the two Sailors.

Tyr. Sail. Sir,

This is the man that can, in aught you would,
Resolve you.

Lys. Hail, reverend sir! The gods preserve you! Hel. And you, sir, to out-live the age I am, And die as I would do.

Lys.

You wish me well

Being on shore, honouring of Neptune's triumphs,
Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us,

I made to it, to know of whence you are.
Hel. First, sir, what is your place?

Lys. I am governor of this place you lie before.
Hel. Sir,

Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;

A man, who for this three months hath not spoken To any one, nor taken sustenance,

But to proroguel his grief.

Lys. Upon what ground is his distemperature? Hel. Sir, it would be too tedious to repeat; But the main grief of all springs from the loss Of a beloved daughter and a wife.

Lys. May we not see him, then?

Hel.

You may, indeed, sir, But bootless is your sight; he will not speak To any.

Lys. Yet, let me obtain my wish.

Hel. Behold him, sir: [Pericles discovered.] this was a goodly person,

Till the disaster, that, one mortal? night,
Drove him to this.

Lys. Sir, king, all hail! the gods preserve you!
Hail,

Hail, royal sir!

Hel. It is in vain; he will not speak to you. 1 Lord. Sir, we have a maid in Mitylene, I durst

'Tis well bethought.

She, questionless, with her sweet harmony
And other choice attractions, would allure,
And make a battery through his deafen'd parts,3
Which now are midway stopp'd;

She, all as happy as of all the fairest,
Is, with her fellow maidens, now within

(1) To lengthen or prolong his grief.
(2) Destructive. (3) i. e. Ears,

The leafy shelter that abuts against

The island's side.

[He whispers one of the attendant Lords.Exit Lord, in the barge of Lysimachus. Hel. Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing we'll omit That bears recovery's name. But, since your kind

ness

We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you fur

ther,

That for our gold we may provision have,
Wherein we are not destitute for want,
But weary for the staleness.

Lys.
O, sir, a courtesy,
Which if we should deny, the most just od
For every graff would send a caterpillar,
And so inflict our province.-Yet once mot
Let me entreat to know at large the cause
Of your king's sorrow.

Hel.

Sit, sir, I will recount tBut see, I am prevented.

Enter, from the barge, Lord, Marina, and a young

Lys.

Lady.

O, here is

The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one!
Is't not a goodly presence?

Hel.

A gallant lady. Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd she came Of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish No better choice, and think me rarely wed. Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty Expect even here, where is a kingly patient: If that thy prosperous artificial feat Can draw him but to answer thee in aught, Thy sacred physic shall receive such pay As thy desires can wish.

Mar.

Sir, I will use
My utmost skill in his recovery.
Provided none but I and my companion
Be suffer'd to come near him.

Lys.

Lys.

And the gods make her prosperous! [Mar. sings

Come, let us leave her,

Mark'd he your music?

See, she will speak to him.

Mar. No, nor look'd on us.

Lys.

Mar. Hail, sir! my lord, lend ear:-
Per. Hum! ha!

My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes,

But have been gaz'd on, comet-like she speaks,
My lord, that, may be, hath endur'd a grief
Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd.
Though wayward fortune did malign my state,
My derivation was from ancestors

Who stood equivalent with mighty kings:
But time hath rooted out my parentage,
And to the world and awkward casualties
Bound me in servitude.-I will desist;
But there is something glows upon my cheek,
And whispers in mine ear, Go not till he speak.
[Aside.
Per. My fortunes-parentage-good parentage→→
To equal mine-was it not thus? what say you?
Mar. I said, my lord, if you did know my parent-

age,

You would not do me violence.

Per. I do think so. I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me.You are like something that--What country woman? Here of these shores?

Mar.

No, nor of any shores :

Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am

No other than I appear.

Per. I am great with wo, and shall deliver weep

ing.

My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one My daughter might have been: my queen's square

brows;

Her stature to an inch; as wand-like straight;
As silver-voic'd; her eyes as jewel-like,