SCENE I.-Tharsus. An open Place near the sea-shore. Enter DIONYZ▲ and LEONINE. Dion. Thy oath remember; thou hast sworn to do it: 'Tis but a blow, which never shall be known. Thou canst not do a thing i'the world so soon, To yield thee so much profit. Let not conscience, Which is but cold, inflame love in thy bosom, Leon. I'll do't; but yet she is a goodly creature. Dion. The fitter then the gods should have her. Here Weeping she comes for her old nurse's death. Thou art resolv'd. With this unprofitable woe! Come, come; Give me your wreath of flowers. Ere the sea inar it, Walk forth with Leonine; the air is quick there Leonine, take her by the arm, walk with her. I'll not bereave you of your servant. Dion. Come, come; I love the king your father, and yourself, He will repent the breadth of his great voyage; Mar. Well, I will go; But yet I have no desire to it. Dion. Come, come, I know 'tis good for you. Walk half an hour, Leonine, at the least: Remember what I have said. Leon. I warrant yon, madam. Dion. I'll leave you, my sweet lady, for a while; Pray you walk softly, do not heat your blood: What! I must have a care of you. Mar. Thanks, sweet madam. Mar. My father, as nurse said, did never fear, But cry'd, good seamen! to the sailors, galling Wash'd off a canvas-climber: Ha! says oue, The master calls, and trebles their confusion Mar. It was when I was born: Never were waves nor wind more violent. Leon. If you require a little space for prayer, I grant it: Pray; but be not tedious, For the gods are quick of ear, and I am sworn Mar. Why, will you kill me? Mar. Why would she have me kill'd? Leon. My commission Is not to reason of the deed, but do it. Mar. You will not do't for all the world, I hope. [LEONINE runs away. 2 Pirate. A prize! a prize! 3 Pirate. Half-part, mates, half-part. let's have her aboard suddenly. Come [Exeunt PIRATES with MARINA. SCENE II.-The same. Re-enter LEONINE. Leon. These roving thieves serve the great pirate Valdes; And they have seiz'd Marina. Let her go: There's no hope she'll return. I'll swear she's dead, And thrown into the sea.-But I'll see further: Perhaps they will but please themselves upon her, Not carry her aboard. If she remain, Whom they have ravish'd, must by me be slain. [Exit. SCENE III.-Mitylene.-A Room in a Enter PANDER, BAWD, and BOULT. Boult. Sir. Pand. Search the market narrowly; Mitylene is full of gallants. We lost too much money this [Exit DIONYZA. mart, by being too wenchless. Is this wind westerly that blows? Bawd. We were never so much out of creatures. We have but poor three, and they can do no more than they can do; and with continual action are even as good as rotten. Pand. Therefore let's have fresh ones, what • A ship-boy. Scene III. e'er we pay for them. If there be not a consci- | shall have the difference of all complexions. Band. Thou say'st true: 'tis not the bringing up of poor bastards, as I think I have brought up some eleven —— Boult. Ay, to eleven, and brought them down again. But shall I search the market? Baxd. What else, man? The stuff we have, a strong wind will blow it to pieces, they are so pitifully sodden. Pand. Thou say'st true; they are too unwholeBome a'conscience. The poor Transilvanian is dead, that lay with the little baggage. Boult. Ay, she quickly poop'd him; she made him roast meat for worms:-but I'll go search [Exit BOULT. Pand. Three or four thousand chequins were as pretty a proportion to live quietly, and so give the market. Berd, Why, to give over, I pray you? Is it a shame to get when we are old? Pand. Oh! our credit comes not in like the commodity; nor the commodity wages not with the danger: therefore, if in our youths we could pick up some pretty estate, 'twere not amiss to keep our door hatch'd. Besides, the sore terms we stand upon with the gods, will be strong with as for giving over. Band. Cone, other sorts offend as well as we. Pand. As well as we! ay, aud better too; we odend worse. Neither is our profession any trade; it's no calling :-but here comes Boult. Enter the PIRATES, and BOULT, dragging in MARINA. Boult. Come your ways. [To MARINA.]-My masters, you say she's a virgin? 1 Pirate. O Sir, we doubt it not. Bouit. Master, I have gone thorough for this pree, you see: if you like her, so; if not, I have lost my earnest. Bard. Boalt, has she any qualities? Boult. She has a good face, speaks well, and has excellent good clothes; there's no further dexessir of qualities can make her be refused. Bard. What's her price, Boult ? Bouit. I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces. Pand. Well, follow me, my masters; you shall have your money presently. Wife, take her in; strect her what she has to do, that she may not be raw in her entertainment. I [Exeunt PANDER and PIRATES. Bewd. Boult, take you the marks of her; the colour of ber hair, complexion, height, age, with warrant of her virginity; and cry, He that will Such a Fire east, shall have her first. madenacad were no cheap thing; if men were as they have been. Get this done as I command Boult. Performance shall follow. [Exit BOULT. Mar. Alack, that Leonine was so slack, so slow! He should have struck, not spoke ;) or that these pirates Not enough barbarous,) had not overboard Thrown me, to seek my mother! Baud. Why lament you, pretty one? Mar. That I am pretty. Bawd. What would you have me be, an I be not a woman? Mar. An honest woman, or not a woman. Bawd. Marry, whip thee, gosling: I think I shall have something to do with you. Come, you are a young foolish sapling, and must be bowed as I would have you. Mar. The gods defend me! Bawd. If it please the gods to defend you by men, then men must comfort you, men must feed you, men must stir you up.-Boult's returned. Enter BOULT. Now, Sir, hast thou cried her through the Boult. I have cried her almost to the number: Bawd. And I pr'ythee tell me, how dost thou Bawd. We shall have him here to-morrow with Boult. To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do you know the French knight that cowers i'the hams? Bawd, Who? Monsieur Veroles? Boult. Ay; he offered to cut a caper at the proclamation; but he made a groan at it, and swore he would see her to-morrow. Bawd. Well, well as for him, he brought his know, he will come in our shadow, to scatter his disease hither: here he does but repair it. I crowns in the sun. Boult. Well, if we had of every nation a traBawd, Pray you, come hither awhile. You veller, we should lodge them with this sign. have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must seem to do that fearfully, which you commit willingly; to despise profit, where you have most gain. To weep that you live as you do, makes pity in your lovers: Seldom, but that pity mere profit. begets you a good opinion, and that opinion a Mar. I understand you not. Boult. O, take her home, mistress, take her home: these blushes of her's must be quenched with some present practice. Bawd. Thou say'st true, i'faith, so they must for your bride goes to that with shame, which is her way to go with warraut. Boult. 'Faith some do, and some do not. But, mistress, if I have bargained for the joint, Bawd. Thou may'st cut a morsel off the spit. Come, young Bawd. Who should deny it? one, I like the manner of your garments well. Boult. Ay, by my faith, they shall not be changed yet. Bawd. Boult, spend thou that in the town: report what a sojourner we have; you'll lose no. When nature framed this piece, she meant thee a good turn; therefore say what a paragon she is, and thou hast the harvest out Baird. Come, the gods have done their part in thing by custom. Mar. 1 accuse them not. band. You are lit into my hands, where you of thine own report. Mar. The more my fault, Is 'scape bis hands, where I was like to die. Baxd. Yes, indeed, shall you, and taste gen- • Le Hall open. +Bid a high price for her I Unskilful in what she has to do. Boult. I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall not so awake the beds of eels, as my giving out her beauty stir up the lewdly-inclined. I'll bring home sonie to-night. Bawd. Come your ways; follow me. • Bends. ↑ A certain profit. Making (to take your imagination,) To learn of me, who stand i'the gap to teach you, The stages of our story. Pericles is now again thwarting the wayward seas, (Attended on by many a lord and knight,) To see his daughter, all his life's delight, Old Escanes, whom Helicanus late Advanc'd in time to great and high estate, Is left to govern. Bear you it in mind, Old Helicanus goes along behind. Well-sailing ships, and bounteous winds, have brought This king to Tharsus, (think his pilot thonght; So with his steerage shall your thoughts grow on,) If thou hadst drunk to him, it had been a kind-To Unless you play the impious innocent, t She died by foul play. Cle. Oh go to. Well, well, Of all the faults beneath the heavens, the gods Dion. Be one of those, that think Cle. To such proceeding Who ever but his approbation added, Though not his preconsent, he did not flow Dion. Be it so then: fetch his daughter home, who first is gone. Like motes and shadows see them move awhile ; Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile. Dumb show. Enter at one door PERICLES, with his Train; CLEON, and DIONYZA at the other. CLEON shows PERICLES the tomb of MARINA; whereat PERICLES makes lamentation, puts on Sackcloth, and in a mighty passion departs. Then CLEON and DIONYZA re tire. Gow. See how belief may suffer by foul show! This borrow'd passion stands for true old woe; And Pericles, in sorrow all devour'd, With sighs shot through, and biggest tears o'ershowr'd, Leaves Tharsus, and again embarks. He swears He puts on sackcloth, and to sea. He bears Yet none does know, but you, how she came And yet he rides it out. Now please you wit The epitaph is for Marina writ [Reads the inscription on MARINA'S The fairest, sweet'st, and best, lies here, Marina was she call'd; and at her birth, Thetis, being proud, swallow'd some part o'the earth: Therefore the earth, fearing to be o'erflow'd, Hath Thetis' birth-child on the heavens bestow'd; her Wherefore she does, (and swears she'll never Dion. You are like one that superstitiously Doth swear to the gods, that winter kills the flies : But yet I know you'll do as I advise. [Exeunt. Enter GOWER, before the Monument of MARINA, at Tharsus. Gow. Thus time we waste, and longest leagues make short; Sail seas in cockles; have, and wish but for't; • L. e. Of a piece with the rest of my exploit. A coarse wench. stint,) Make raging battery upon shores of flint. So well as soft and tender flattery. [Erit. 1 Gent. But to have divinity preached there Did you ever dream of such a thing? 2 Gent. No, no. Come, I am for no more bawdy-houses: shall we go hear the vestals slag ! 1 Gent. I'll do any thing now that is virtuous; but I am out of the road of rutting, for ever. [Exeunt. SCENE VI.-The same.-A Room in the Enter PANDER, BAWD, and BOULT. Pand. Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her, she had ne'er come here. Bad. Fie, tie upon her; she is able to freeze the god Priapus, and undo a whole generation. We must either get her ravish'd, or be rid of her. When she should do for clients her fitment, and do me the kindness of our profession, she has me her quirks, her reasons, her masterreasons, ber prayers, her knees; that she would make a puritan of the devil, if he should cheapen a kiss of her. to him indeed; but how honourable he is in that, I know not. Bawd. 'Pray you, without any more virginal fencing, will you use him kindly? He will line your apron with gold. Mar. What he will do graciously, I will thankfully receive. Lys. Have you done? oko Bawd. My lord, she's not paced yet; yon must take some pains to work her to your manage. Come, we will leave his honour and her together. [Excunt BAWD, PANDER, and BOULT. Lys. Go thy ways.-Now, pretty one, how long have you been at this trade? Mar. What trade, Sir? Lys. What I cannot name, but I shall offend. Mar. I cannot be offended with my trade. Please you to name it. Ly. How long have you been of this profes. sion? Mar. Ever since I can remember. Boult. 'Faith I must ravish her, or she'll dis-gamester at tive, or at seven ? furnish us of all our cavaliers, and make all our swearers priests. Lys. Did you go to it so young? Were you a Pand. Now, the pox upon her green-sickness for me! Baud. 'Faith, there's no bat by the way to the pox. Lysimachus, disguised. way to be rid on't, Bonit. We should have both lord and lown, if the peevish baggage would but give way to cus Mar. Earlier too, Sir, if now I be one. you to be a creature of sale. Lys. Why, the house you dwell in, proclaims Mar. Do you know this house to be a place of such resort, and will come into it? I hear say, you are of honourable parts, and are the governor of this place. Lys. Why, hath your principal made known unto you who I am? Mar. Who is my principal? Lys. Why, your herb woman: she that sets seeds and roots of shame and iniquity. Oh! virgi-you have heard something of my power, and so stand aloof for more serious wooing. But I protest to thee, pretty one, my authority shall not see thee, or else look friendly upon thee. Come, bring me to some private place. Come, hon good Lys. You may so; 'tis the better for you that your resorters stand upon sound legs. How now, wholesome iniquity? Have you that a man may dral withal, and defy the surgeon ? Band. We have here one, Sir, if she would --but there never came her like in bene. Ler. if she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou world'st say. come. If put upon you, make the judgment good Bard. Your honour knows what 'tis to say, wril enough. Lg. Weil; call forth, call forth. Benit. For flesh and blood, Sir, white and red, you -ball see a rose; and she were a rose indeed, he bad bat Lys. What, pr'ythee? Butt. O Sir, I can be modest. Lgs. That dignities the renown of a bawd, no less than it gives a good report to a number to be chaste. Eater MARINA. Baud. Here comes that which grows to the -never pincked yet, I can assure you. Is set a fair creature? La. 'Faith, she would serve after a long * 21 sea. Well, there's for you;-leave Band. I beseech your honour, give me leave: i word, and I'll have done presently. Les. I beseech you, do. Bawd. First, I would have you note, this is bourable man. TO MARINA, whom she takes aside. Mar. I desire to find him so, that I may worBy note him. Band. Next, he's the governor of this counby, and a man whom I am bound to. Mar. If be govern the country, you are bound • How much shall I give for? Lys. I did not think Thou couldst have spoke so well; ne'er dream'd Had I brought hither a corrupted mind, Perséver still in that clear way thou goest, Mar. The gods preserve you! A curse upon him, die he like a thief, [AS LYSIMACHUS is putting up his Purse. Boult. I beseech your honour, one piece for me. Lys. Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper! Your house, A wanton. Bawd. How now! what's the matter? Boult. Worse and worse, mistress: she has here spoken holy words to the lord Lysimachus. Bawd. Oh! abominable! Boult. She makes our profession as it were to stink afore the face of the gods. Bawd. Marry, hang her up for ever! Boult. The nobleman would have dealt with her like a nobleman, and she sent him away as cold as a snowball; saying his prayers too. Bawd. Boult, take her away; use her at thy pleasure; crack the glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable. Boult. An if she were a thornier piece of ground than she is, she shall be ploughed. Mar. Hark, hark, you gods! Bawd. She conjures: away with her. Would she had never come within my doors! Marry hang you! She's born to undo us. Will you not go the way of women-kind? Marry come up, my dish of chastity with rosemary and bays! [Exit BAWD. Boult. Come. mistress; come your way with me. I doubt not but this populous city will Boult. But can you teach all this you speak of ? Mar. Prove that I cannot, take me home again, And prostitute me to the basest groom 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 ac quainted with your purpose, and I doubt not but I shall find them tractable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what I can: come your ways. ACT V. Enter GOWER. [Exeunt. Gow. Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and chances Into an honest house, our story says. Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or berry ; That even her art sisters the natural roses : And to her father turn our thoughts again. Mar. Whither would you have me? Boult. To take from you the jewel you hold Where we left him, on the sea. We there him so dear. ost; 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 Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies, Boult. What would you have me? go to the wars, would you? where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough in the end to buy him a wooden one ? Mar. Do any thing but this thou doest. Old receptacles, common sewers, of filth; Oh! that the gods would safely from this place With other virtues, which I'll keep from boast; And I will undertake all these to teach. [Exit. SCENE I-On board PERICLES Ship, eff Mitylene. 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 Ty. rian Vessel, the other to the Barge; to them HELICANUS. Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus ? be can resolve you. [To the SAILOR of Mitylene. Oh! here he is.- Hel. That he have his. Call up some gen- Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen! my lord calls. 1 Gent. Doth your lordship call? |