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- $Unique_ID{SSP01627}
- $Title{Pericles, Prince of Tyre: Act V, Scene III}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*01600.txt}
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- Portions copyright (c) CMC ReSearch, Inc., 1989
-
- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
-
- PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE
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-
- ACT V
- ................................................................................
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- SCENE III: The temple of Diana at Ephesus; THAISA standing
- near the altar, as high priestess; a number of
- Virgins on each side; CERIMON and other Inhabitants
- of Ephesus attending.
- . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
-
- {Enter PERICLES, with his train; LYSIMACHUS,
- HELICANUS, MARINA, and a Lady.}
-
- PERICLES: Hail, Dian! to perform thy just command,
- I here confess myself the king of Tyre;
- Who, frighted from my country, did wed
- At Pentapolis the fair Thaisa.
- At sea in childbed died she, but brought forth
- A maid-child call'd Marina; who, O goddess,
- Wears yet thy silver livery. She at Tarsus
- Was nursed with Cleon; who at fourteen years
- He sought to murder: but her better stars
- Brought her to Mytilene; 'gainst whose shore 10
- Riding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard us,
- Where, by her own most clear remembrance, she
- Made known herself my daughter.
-
- THAISA: Voice and favor!
- You are, you are--O royal Pericles!
-
- [Faints.]
-
- PERICLES: What means the nun? she dies! help, gentlemen!
-
- CERIMON: Noble sir,
- If you have told Diana's altar true,
- This is your wife.
-
- PERICLES: Reverend appearer, no;
- I threw her overboard with these very arms.
-
- CERIMON: Upon this coast, I warrant you.
-
- PERICLES: 'Tis most certain. 20
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- CERIMON: Look to the lady; O, she's but o'erjoy'd.
- Early in blustering morn this lady was
- Thrown upon this shore. I oped the coffin,
- Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and placed her
- Here in Diana's temple.
-
- PERICLES: May we see them?
-
- CERIMON: Great sir, they shall be brought you to my house,
- Whither I invite you. Look, Thaisa is
- Recovered.
-
- THAISA: O, let me look!
- If he be none of mine, my sanctity 30
- Will to my sense bend no licentious ear,
- But curb it, spite of seeing. O, my lord,
- Are you not Pericles? Like him you spake,
- Like him you are: did you not name a tempest,
- A birth, and death?
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- PERICLES: The voice of dead Thaisa!
-
- THAISA: That Thaisa am I, supposed dead
- And drown'd.
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- PERICLES: Immortal Dian!
-
- THAISA: Now I know you better.
- When we with tears parted Pentapolis,
- The king my father gave you such a ring. 40
-
- [Shows a ring.]
-
- PERICLES: This, this: no more, you gods! your present kindness
- Makes my past miseries sports: you shall do well,
- That on the touching of her lips I may
- Melt and no more be seen. O, come, be buried
- A second time within these arms.
-
- MARINA: My heart
- Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.
-
- [Kneels to THAISA.]
-
- PERICLES: Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh, Thaisa;
- Thy burden at the sea, and call'd Marina
- For she was yielded there.
-
- THAISA: Blest, and mine own!
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- HELICANUS: Hail, madam, and my queen!
-
- THAISA: I know you not. 50
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- PERICLES: You have heard me say, when I did fly from Tyre,
- I left behind an ancient substitute:
- Can you remember what I call'd the man?
- I have named him oft.
-
- THAISA: 'Twas Helicanus then.
-
- PERICLES: Still confirmation:
- Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is he.
- Now do I long to hear how you were found;
- How possibly preserved; and who to thank,
- Besides the gods, for this great miracle.
-
- THAISA: Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man, 60
- Through whom the gods have shown their power; that can
- From first to last resolve you.
-
- PERICLES: Reverend sir,
- The gods can have no mortal officer
- More like a god than you. Will you deliver
- How this dead queen re-lives?
-
- CERIMON: I will, my lord.
- Beseech you, first go with me to my house,
- Where shall be shown you all was found with her;
- How she came placed here in the temple;
- No needful thing omitted.
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- PERICLES: Pure Dian, bless thee for thy vision! I 70
- Will offer night-oblations to thee. Thaisa,
- This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter,
- Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now,
- This ornament
- Makes me look dismal will I clip to form;
- And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd,
- To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify.
-
- THAISA: Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, sir,
- My father's dead.
-
- PERICLES: Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, my queen, 80
- We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves
- Will in that kingdom spend our following days:
- Our son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign.
- Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay
- To hear the rest untold: sir, lead's the way.
-
- [Exeunt.]
-
- {Enter GOWER.}
-
- GOWER: In Antiochus and his daughter you have heard
- Of monstrous lust the due and just reward:
- In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen,
- Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen,
- Virtue preserved from fell destruction's blast, 90
- Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last:
- In Helicanus may you well descry
- A figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty:
- In reverend Cerimon there well appears
- The worth that learned charity aye wears:
- For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame
- Had spread their cursed deed, and honor'd name
- Of Pericles, to rage the city turn,
- That him and his they in his palace burn;
- The gods for murder seemed so content 100
- To punish them; although not done, but meant.
- So, on your patience evermore attending,
- New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending.
-
- [Exit.]
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