Imatges de pÓgina

2 Sail. By break of day, if the wind cease.

Per. O make for Tharsus.
There will I vifit Cleon, for the babe
Cannot hold out to Tyrus: there I'll leave it
At careful nursing. Go thy ways, good mariner ;
I'll bring the body presently.


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Enter CERIMON, a Servant, and some persons who have been


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Cer. Philemon, ho!


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Phil. Doth my lord call ?

Cer. Get fire and meat for these poor men ;
It has been a turbulent and stormy night.

Sersy. I have been in many; but fuch 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.

[Exeunt PHILEMON, Servant, and those who had been


Enter two Gentlemen.

I Gent.

Good morrow, fir. 2 Gent, Good morrow to your lordship.


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Gentlemen, Why do you stir fo early?

i Gent. Sir, Our lodgings, standing bleak upon the sea, Shook, as the earth did quake; The very principals did seem to rend, And all to topple : pure surprize and fear Made me to quit the house. 2 Gent. That is the cause we trouble


so early: 'Tis not our husbandry. Cer.

O, you say well. i Gent. But I much marvel that your lordship, having Rich tire about you, should at these early hours Shake off the golden Number of repose. It is most strange, Nature fhould be so conversant with pain, Being thereto not compell’d. Cer.

I held it ever, Virtue and cunning were endowments greater Than nobleness and riches : careless heirs May the two latter darken and expend ; But immortality attends the former, Making a man a god. 'Tis known, I ever Have studied physick, through wbich secret art, By turning o'er authorities, I have (Together with my practice,) made familiar To me and to my aid, the blest infusions That dwell in vegetives, in metals, stones; And I can speak of the disturbances That nature works, and of her cures; which gives me A more content in course of true delight Than to be thirsty after tottering honour, Or tie my treasure up in filken bags, To please the fool and death.

2 Gent.

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:
And not your knowledge, personal pain, but even
Your purse, still open, hath built lord Cerimon
Such strong renown as time shall never


Enter two Servants with a cheft.

Serv. So; lift there.

What is that?

Sir, even now
Did the sea toss upon our shore this chest ;
'Tis of some wreck.

Set 't down, let's look on it.
2 Gent. 'Tis like a coffin, fir.

Whate'er it be,
'Tis wondrous heavy. Wrench it open ftraight;
If the sea's stomach be o'ercharg'd with gold,
It is a good constraint of fortune, that
It belches upon us.

'Tis fo, 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.

Come, wrench it open ;
Soft, foft!--it smells most sweetly in my sense.

2 Gent, A delicate odour.
Cer. As ever hit my nostril ; f0,---up with it.

most potent gods! what's here? a corse!
i Gent. Most strange!
Cer. Shrouded in cloth of state; balm'd and entreasur'd

2 Gent.

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With bags of spices full! A passport too!
Apollo, perfect me i'the characters ! (Unfolds a scroll.


Here I give to understand,
(If e'er this coffin drive a-land)
1, king Pericles, bave loft
This queen, worth all our mundane cost,
Who finds ber, give her burying,
She was the daugbter of a king:
Besides tbis treasure for a fee,
The gods requite bis cbarity!

If thou liv'st, Pericles, thou hast a heart
That even cracks for woe !- This chanc'd to-night.

2 Gent. Most likely, fr,

Nay, certainly to-night;
For look, how fresh she looks!—They were too rough,
That threw her in the sea. Make fire within ;
Fetch hither all the boxes in my closet.
Death may usurp on nature many hours,

the fire of life kindle again
The overpressed spirits. I have heard
Of an Egyptian, had nine hours lien dead,
By good appliance was recovered.

Enter a Servant, with boxes, napkins, and fire.

Well said, well faid; the fire and the cloths.
The rough and woful musick that we have,
Cause it to sound, 'beseech you.
The vial once more ;-How thou stirr'st, thou block ?
The musick there. I pray you, give her air :--
This queen will live : nature awakes; a warmth



Breathes out of her ; the hath not been entranc'd
Above five hours. See, how she 'gins to blow
Into life's flower again!
I Gent.

The heavens, fir,
Through you, increase our wonder, and set up
Your fame for ever.

She is alive; behold,
Her eyelids, cases to those heavenly jewels
Which Pericles hath loft,
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!

[She movies. Thai.

O dear Diana,
Where am I? Where's my lord? What world is this?

2 Gent. Is not this strange ?
i Gent.

Molt rare.

Hush, gentle neighbours ;
Lend me your hands: to the next chamber bear her.
Get linen; now this matter must be look'd to,
For her relapse is mortal. Come, come, come;
And Æsculapius guide us !

[Exeunt, carrying THAISA away.

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Per. Most honour'd Cleon, I must needs be gone; My twelve months are expir'd, and Tyrus ftands

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