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Act III, Scene 3 Tarsus. A room in CLEON's house.
Enter PERICLES, CLEON, DIONYZA,
and LYCHORIDA with
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| PERICLES | Most honour'd Cleon, I must needs be gone; My twelve months are expired, and Tyrus stands In a litigious peace. You, and your lady, Take from my heart all thankfulness! The gods Make up the rest upon you! |
| CLEON | Your shafts of fortune, though they hurt you mortally, Yet glance full wanderingly on us. |
| DIONYZA | O your sweet queen! That the strict fates had pleased you had brought her hither, To have bless'd mine eyes with her! |
| PERICLES | We cannot but obey The powers above us. Could I rage and roar As doth the sea she lies in, yet the end Must be as 'tis. My gentle babe Marina, whom, For she was born at sea, I have named so, here I charge your charity withal, leaving her The infant of your care; beseeching you To give her princely training, that she may be Manner'd as she is born. |
| CLEON | Fear not, my lord, but think Your grace, that fed my country with your corn, For which the people's prayers still fall upon you, Must in your child be thought on. If neglection Should therein make me vile, the common body, By you relieved, would force me to my duty: But if to that my nature need a spur, The gods revenge it upon me and mine, To the end of generation! |
| PERICLES | I believe you; Your honour and your goodness teach me to't, Without your vows. Till she be married, madam, By bright Diana, whom we honour, all Unscissor'd shall this hair of mine remain, Though I show ill in't. So I take my leave. Good madam, make me blessed in your care In bringing up my child. |
| DIONYZA | I have one myself, Who shall not be more dear to my respect Than yours, my lord. |
| PERICLES | Madam, my thanks and prayers. |
| CLEON | We'll bring your grace e'en to the edge o' the shore, Then give you up to the mask'd Neptune and The gentlest winds of heaven. |
| PERICLES | I will embrace Your offer. Come, dearest madam. O, no tears, Lychorida, no tears: Look to your little mistress, on whose grace You may depend hereafter. Come, my lord. |
| [Exeunt] |
Enter CERIMON and THAISA
| CERIMON | Madam, this letter, and some certain jewels, Lay with you in your coffer: which are now At your command. Know you the character? |
| THAISA | It is my lord's. That I was shipp'd at sea, I well remember, Even on my eaning time; but whether there Deliver'd, by the holy gods, I cannot rightly say. But since King Pericles, My wedded lord, I ne'er shall see again, A vestal livery will I take me to, And never more have joy. |
| CERIMON | Madam, if this you purpose as ye speak, Diana's temple is not distant far, Where you may abide till your date expire. Moreover, if you please, a niece of mine Shall there attend you. |
| THAISA | My recompense is thanks, that's all; Yet my good will is great, though the gift small. |
| [Exeunt] |
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