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e’er we pay for them. If there be not a consci- | shall have the difference of all complexions, ence to be us'd in every trade, we shall never What do you stop your ears 1 prosper.

Mar. Are you a woman? Baud. Thou say'st true : 'tis not the bringing Bawit. What would you have me be, an I be up of poor bastards, as I think I have brought not a woman? up some eleven

Mar. An houest woman, or not a woman. Boult. Ay, to eleven, and bronght them down Band. Marry, whip thee, gosting : I think I again. But shall I search the mannhet?

shall have something to do with yoll. Come, you Baud. What else, man? The stuif we have, are a young foutisha sapling, and must be bowed a strong wind will blow it to pieces, they are so as I would have you. pititully sodden.

Mar. The gods defend me! Pand. Thou say'st true ; they are too in whole- Baud. If it please the gods to defend you by some o'conscience. The poor Transilvanian is men, then men must comfort you, men mast dead, that lay with the little baggage.

feed you, men must stir you up.-Boult's reBoult. Ay, she quickly poop'd him ; she made turued. hiin roast meat for worms but I'll go search

Enter BOULT. the market.

(Exit BOULT. Pand. Three or four thousand chequins were Now, Sir, hast thou cried her throngh the as pretty a proportion to live quietly, and so give market ? over.

Boult. I have cried her almost to the number Baud, Why, to give over, I pray you? Is it of ber hairs; I have drawn her picture with my a shame to get when we aie old ?

voice. Pand. Ob! our credit comes not in like the Band. And I priythee tell me, how dost thon commodity; nor the commovlity wages not with find the inclination of the people, especially of the danger : therefore, if in our youths we could the younger sort ? pick up some pretty estate, 't were uot amiss to Boult. 'Faith, they listened to me, as il.ey keep our door hatch'u. Besides, the sore terms would have hearkened to their father's testa we stand upon with the gods, will be strong ment. There was a Spaniard's mouth so wa. with us for giving over.

tered, that he went to bed to her very descripBand. Come, other sorts offend as well as we. tion.

Pund. As well as we! ay, and better too; we Barrd. We shall have bim here to-morrow with ofle ud worse. Neither is our profession any his best ruff on. trade ; it's no calling :--but here comes Boult. Boult. Tonight, in-night. But, mistress, do

you know the French knight that cowers * i'the Enter the PIRATES, and BOULT, dragging in hamis ? MARINA.

Baud. Who? Monsieur Vercles ? Boult. Come your ways. [TO MARINA.)-My Boull. Ay; he offered to cut a caper at the masters, you say she's a virgin?

proclamation ; but he made a groan at it, and I Pirate. O Sir, we doubt it not.

swore he would see her to-morrow. Boult. Master, I have gone thorongh for this Bawd. Well, well : as for him, he brought his piece, + you see : if you like her, so; if not, 1 disease hither : here he does bit repair it. I have lost my earnest.

know, he will come in our shadow, lo scatter his Bawd. Boult, has she any qualities?

crowns in the sun. Boult. She has a good face, speaks well, and Boult. Well, if we had of every nation a trahas excellent good clothes ; there's no further veller, we should lodge them with this sigu. necessity of qualities can make her be refused. Band. Pray you, come hither awhile. You Band. What's her price, Boult?

bare fortunes coming upon you.

Mark me : yon Boult. I cannot be bated oue doit of a thou must seem to do that fearfully, which you comsand pieces.

mit willingly; to despise protit, where you have Pand. Well, follow me, my masters ; you shall most gain. To weep that you live as you do, have your money presently.' Wife, take rer in ; inakes pity in your lovers : Seldom, but that pity instruct her what she has to do, that she may begets you a good opinion, and that opinion a not be raw in her entertaiument. I

inere + profit. [Ereunt PANDER and PIRATES. Mar. I understand you not. Baud. Boult, take you the niarks of her; the Boult. 0, take her home, mistress, take her colour of her hair, complexion, height, age, with bome : these blushes of ber's must be quencheid warrant of her virginity; and cry, the thai will with some present practice. gire most, shall have her first. Such a Baud. Thou say'at true, i'faith, so they must : maidenbead were no cheap thing; if men were for your bride goes to that with shame, which is as they have been. Get this done as I command her way to go with warrant. you.

Boult. 'Faith some do, and some do not. Boult. Performance shall follow.

Bilt, mistress, if I have bargained for the

(Exit Boult. jollit,Mar. Alack, that Leonine was so slack, so Baud. Thou may'st cut a morsel off the spit. slow !

Boult. I may so. (He should have struck, not spoke ;) or that Band. Who should deny it? Come, young these pirates

one, I like the manner of your garments well. (Not enough barbarous,) bad not overboard

Boult. Ay, by my faith, they shall not be Thrown me, to seek my mother!

changed yet. Band. Why lament you, pretty one ?

Baud. Bonit, spend thon that in the towi: Alur. That I am pretty.

report what a sojouber we have ; you'll lose no. Baud. Come, the gods bave done their part in thugby custom. Wheu uature framed this piece, you.

she meant thee a good turn; therefore say what Mar. I accuse them not.

a para un she is, and thou hast the harvest out Bawd. You are lit into my hands, where you of thine own report. are like to live.

Boult. I warrant you, mistress, thunder shait Mar. The more my fault,

not so awake the beds of eels, as my giving out To 'scape bis hands, where I was like to die. her beauty stir mp the lewdly-inclined. I'll bring

Bawi. Ay, and you shall live in pleasure. hoine some to-night.
Mar. No.

Bawd. Come your ways ; follow me. Band. Yes, indeed, shall you, and taste gen- Mar. If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters temen of all fashions. You sball fare well; you Untied I still my virgin knot will keep. (deep,

Diana, aid my purpose!
Half open.

+ Bid a high price for her
. Unskilful in what she has to do.

• Bends.

+ A certain profit.

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PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE. Act IV.
Bawd. What have you to do with Diana ? Making (to take your imagination,)
Pray you, will you go with us?

From bouru to bourn, * region to region.
[Ereunt. By you being pardon'd, we coinniit no crime,

To use one language, in each several cline,
SCENE IV.-Tharsus.-- A Room in CLEON's where our scenes seem to live. I do beseech
House.

you,

To learn of me, who stand i'the gap to teach
Enter CLEON and DIONYZA.

you,
Dion. Why are you foolish? Can it be uu. The stages of our story. Pericles
done ?

Is now again thwarting the wayward seas, Cle. O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter (Attended on by many a lord and knight,) The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon !

To see his daughter, all his lite's deligbi. Dion. I think

Old Escanes, whom Helicams late You'll turn a child again.

Advanc'd in time to great and high estate, Cle. Were I chiei lord of all the spacious Is left to govern. Bear you it iu miud, world,

Old Helicanus goes along behind. I'd give it to lindo the deed. o lady,

Well-sailing ships, and bounteous winds, have Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princess

brought To equal any single crowul o'the earth,

This king to Tharsus, (think his pilot thought ; l'the justice of compare! 0 villain Leonine, So with his steerage shall your thoughts grow Whom thou hast poisoi'd tov !

on,) If thou hadst drunk to him, it had been a kind. To fetch his daughter home, who first is gone. ness

Like motes and shadows see thein inove 2Becoming well thy fcat : * what caust thoni say,

wbile ; When noble Pericles shall demand his child? Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile.

Dion. That she is dead. Nurses are not the To foster it, nor ever to preserve.

(rates

Dumb shou. She died by night ; I'll say so.

Who can cross it?

Enter at one door PERICLES, with his Train ; Unless you play the impious innocent, t

CLEON, and DIONYZA at the other. CI.FO And, for an honest attribute, cry out

shows PERICLES the tomb of MARINA; She died by foul play..

whereat PERICLes makes lamentation, pats Cle. Ob! go to. Well, well,

on Sackcloth, and in a mighty passion Of all the faults beneath the heavens, the gods

departs. Then CLEON and DIONYZA reDo like this worst.

tire. Dion. Be one of those, that think The petty wreus of Tbarsus will ny bence,

Gow. See how belief may suffer by foul show! And open this to Pericles. I do sbaine

This borrow'd passion stands for the old woe; To think of what a noble strain you are,

And Pericles, in sorrow all devour'd, And of how cow'd a spirit.

With sighs shot through, and biggest tears o'er. Cle. To such proceeding

showr'd, Who ever but his approbation added,

Leaves Tharsus, and again embarks. He swears
Though not his preconsent, he did not flow Never to wash his face, nor cut his hairs :
Erom honourable courses.

He puts on sachcloth, and to sea. He bears
Dion. Be it so then :

A tempest, which his mortal vessel + lears,
Yet none does know, but you, how she came And yet he rides it out. Now please yull wit i
dead,

The epitaph is for Marina writ
Nor none can know, Leonine being gone. By wicked Dionyza.
She did disdain my child, and stood between

(Reais the inscription on MARINA'S Her and her fortunes : None would look on

Monument. ler,

The fuirest, sueet'st, and best, lies here,
But cast their gazes on Marina's face ;

Iho wither'd in her spring of year.
Whilst ours was blurted at, and held a malkin, She was of Tyrus, the king's daughter,
Not worth the time of day. It pierc'd me On whom jouit death hath made this slaugh.

thorough ;
And though you call my course unnatural, Marina was she call'd; and at her birth,
You not your child well loving, yet I find, Thetis, s being proud, swallow'd some part
It greets ine as an enterprise of kindness,

o'the earth : Perform'd to your sole s daughter.

Therefore the earth, fearing to be o'erfiou'd, Cle. Heavens forgive it!

Hath Thetis' birth-child the heavens Dion. And as for Pericles,

bestow'd; What sbould be say ? We wept after her Wherefore she does, (and suears she'll never bearse,

stint,) || And even yet we mourn : her monument

Make raging battery upon shores of flint. Is alınost finishi'd, and her epitaphs

No visor does become black villany, In glittering golden characters express

So well as soft and tender flattery. A general praise to her, and care in us

Let Pericles believe his daughter's dead, At whose expeuse 'tis done.

And bear his courses to be ordered Cle. Thou art like the harpy,

By lady Fortuue ; while our scenes display Which, to betray, doth wear an angel's face, His danghter's woe and heavy well-a-day, Seize with an eagle's talons.

In her unboly service. Patience then, Dion. You are like one tbat superstitiously And think you now are all in Mitylen. Doth swear to the gods, that winter kills the

[Exit. Dies : Rut yet I know you'll do as I advise.

SCENE V.-Mitylene.--A Street before the [Ereunt.

Brothel.
Enter Gower, before the Afonument of

Enter, from the Brothel, tuo GENTLEYEN.
MARINA, at Thursu.
Gow. Thus time we waste, and longest leagues 1 Gent. Did you ever hear the like?
make short;

2 Gent. No, nor Dever shall do in such 2
Sail seas in cockles; have, and wish but for't; place as this, she being once gone.
J. e. Of a piece with the rest of my exploit.

• Travelling from country to country.
A commou appellation for an idiot.

+ His body.
1 To know

The res
SA coarse wench.
Only.

I Never eeane.

ter ;

on

I Gent. But to have divinity preached there l, to him indeed ; but how honourable he is in Did you ever dream of such a thing ?

that, I know not. 2 Gent. No, no. Come, I am for no more Bawd. 'Pray you, withoat any more virginal bawdy-houses : shall we go hear the vestals fencing, will you use him kindly : He will line sing?

your apron with gold. i Gent. I'll do any thing now that is virtuous ; Mar. What he will do graciously, I will thankbut I am out of the road of rutting, for ever. fully receive.

[Ereunt. Lys. Have you done?

Bawd. My lord, she's not paced yet; you SCEVE V1.-The same.--A Room in the must take soine pains to work her to your Brothel.

manage. Come, we will leave his honour and

her together. Enter PANDER, BAwd, and Boult.

[Ercunt BAWD, PANDER, und

BOULT. Pand. Well, I had rather than twice the worth

Lys. Go thy ways.-Now, pretty one, bow of her, she bad ne'er come here.

long have you been at this trade? Bawd. Fie, tie upon her; she is able to freeze Mar. What trade, Sir ? the god Priapus, aud undo a wbole generation. Lys. What I cannot name, but I shall ofWe must either get her ravish'u, or be rid offend. ber. When she should do for clients her fit- Mar. I cannot be offended with my trade. ment, and do me the kindness of our profession, Please you to name it. she has ine her quirks, her reasons, her master- Ly. How long have you been of this profes. reasons, her prayers, her knees ; that she would sion? make a puritau of the devil, if he should cheapen Mar. Ever since I can remeinber. a kiss of her.

Lys. Did you go to it so young? Were you a Boult. 'Faith I must ravish her, or she'll dis-gamester. at five, or at seven ? furuish us of all our cavaliers, and make all our Mur. Earlier too, Sir, if now I be one. swearers priests.

Lys. Wby, the house you dwell in, proclainis Pand. Now, the pos upon her green-sickness you to be a creature of sale. for me!

Mar. Do you know this boilse to be a place of Bawd. 'Faith, there's no way to be rid ou't, such resort, and will come into it? I hear say, but by the way to the pox. Here comes the lord you are of honourable parts, and are the governor Lysimachus, disguised.

of this place. Boult. We sbould have both lord and lown, it Lys. Why, bath your principal made known the peevish baggage would but give way to cus- unto you who I am ? toiners.

Mar. Who is my principal ?
Enter LYSIMACHUS.

Lys. Why, your herb woman : she that sets

seeds and roots of shame and iniquity. Oh ! Lys. How now? How a dozen of virgi- you have heard soinething or my power, and vities?

so staud aloof for more serious wooing. But I Bawd. Now, the gods to bless your hon protest to thee, pretty one, iny authority shall our !

not see thee, or else look friendly npon thee. Boult. I am glad to see your honour in good come, bring me to some private place. Come, health.

comie. Lys. You may 80 ; 'tis the better for you that Mar. If you were born to honour, sbow it your resorters stand upon souni legs. How now,

now : wholesome iniquity? Have you that a man may if put upon you, make the judgment good deal withal, and defy the surgeon ?

That thought you worthy of it. Bawd. We have here one, Sir, if she would Lys. How's this? how's this ?-Some more ; ---but there never came her like in Mity. --be sage. lene.

Mar. For me, Lys. If she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune would'st say.

Hath plac'd me here within this loathsome sty, Bawd. Your bonour knows what 'tis to say, Wbere, since I came, diseases have been sold well enough.

Dearer than physic,-0 that the good gods Lys. Well; call forth, call forth.

Would set me free froin this uuballow'd place, Boult. For Aesh and blood, Sir, white and red, Though they did change ine to the meanest bird you shall see a rose; and she were a rose indeed, That Mies i'the purer air ! if she had but---

Lys. I did not think
Wh pr'ythee?

Thou couldst have spoke so well; re'er dream'd Boult. O Sir, I can be modest.

thou couldst. Lys. That diguifies the renown of a bawd, no Had I brought hither a corrupted mind, less than it gives a good report to a number to Thy speech bad alter'd it. Hole, here's gold for be chaste.

thee :

Persever still in that clear way thou goest,
Enter MARINA.

And the gods strengthen thee! Baud. Here comes that which grows to the Mar. The gods preserve you ! stalk ;-never plucked yet, I can assure you. Is Lys. For me, be you thoughten she not a fir creature ?

Tbat I came with no ill intent: for to me Lys. 'Faith, she would serve after a long the very doors and windows savour vilely. voyage at sea. Well, there's for you ;-leave Farewell. Thou art a piece of virtue, and us.

I doubt not but thy training hath been noble. Baud. I beseech your bonour, give me leave : Hold ; here's more gold for thee.a word, and I'll bave done presently.

A curse upon him, die he like a thief, Lys. I beseech you, do.

That robs thee of thy goodness! If thou bear'st Bawd. First, I would have you note, tbis is

from me, an houourable inan.

It sball be for thy good. (To MARINA, whom she takes aside. (As LYSIMACHus is putting up his Purse. Mar. I desire to find him so, that I may wor.

BOULT enters. thily note bim.

Boult. I beseech your bononr, one piece for Bawd. Next, he's the governor of this coun- me. try, and a man whom I am bound to.

Lys. Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper! Your Mar. If he goveru the country, you are bound

bouse, • How much shall 1 give for?

• A wanton.

Put for this virgin that doth prop it up,

I doubt not bit this populous city will Would sink, and overwhelm you all. Away! Yield many scholars.

(Exit LYSIMACHUS. Boull. But can you teach all this you speak Boult. How's this? We must take another of ? course with you. If your peevish chastity, wbich Mar. Prove that I cannot, take me home is not worth a breahlast in the cheapest couutry

again, under the cope, * shall undo a whole household, And prostitute me to the basest groom let me be gelded like a spaniel. Come your That doth frequent your house. ways.

Boull. Well, I will see what I can do for thee : Mar. Whither would you have me?

if I can place thee, I will. Boult. I must have your maidenhead taken off, Mar. But, amongst honest women ? or the common langınan shall execute it. Come Boult. 'Faith, my acquaintance lies little your way. We'll have no more gentlemen driven amongst them. But since my master and inis. away. Come your ways, I say.

tress bave bought you, there's no going but by

their consent; therefore I will make them arRe-enter BAWD.

quainted with your purpose, and I doubt not but Bawd. How now ! wbat's the matter?

I shall find them tractable enough. Come, I'll Boult. Worse and worse, mistress: she has do for thee what I can : come your ways. here spoken holy words to the lord Lysima

(Ereunt. chus.

Bawd. Oh ! abominable !

Boull. She makes our profession as it were to stink afore the face of the gods.

ACT V.
Bawd. Marry, hang her up for ever!
Boull. The noblemau would have dealt with

Enter GOWER.
her like a nobleman, and she sent him away as
cold as a snowball ; saying bis prayers too.

Gou. Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and Baud. Bouit, take her away ; use her at thy

chances pleasure ; crack the glass of her virginity, and into an honest house, our story says. make the rest malleable.

She sings like one immortal, and she dances Boult. An if she were a thornier piece of As goddess-like to her adınired lays : ground than she is, she shall be ploughed. Deep clerks * she dunbs; and with her neeld Mar. Hark, hark, you gods!

composes Bawd. She conjures : away with her. Would Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or she had never come within my doors ! Marry

berry; hang you ! She's born to undo us. Will you not that even her art sisters the natural roses : go the way of women-kind ? Marry come up, my Her inkle, silk, twine with the rubied cherry: dish of chastity with rosemary and bays !

That pupils lacks she none of noble race,

[Erit Bawo. Who pour their bounty on her; and her gain Boult. Come, mistress ; come your way with She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her me.

place ; Mar. Whither would you have me?

And to ber father turn our thoughts again. Boult. To take froin you the jewel you hold Where we leit him, on the sea. We there bim 80 dear.

ost; Mar. Pr'ythee tell me one thing first.

Whence, driven before the winds, he is arriv'd Boult. Come now, your one thing.

Here where his daughter dwells ; and on this Mar. What canst ihou wish thine enemy to

coast be ?

Suppose him now at anchor. The city striv'd Boult. Why, I could wish him to be my mas. God Neptune's annual feast to keep : fro! ter, or rather, my mistress.

whence Alar. Neither of these are yet so bad as thov Lysimachus our Tyrian ship espies, art

His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense ; Since they do better thee in their command. And to him in his barge with fervour hies. 'Thou hold'st a place, for which the pained'st In your supposing once more put your sight; fiend

or heavy Pericles think this the bark : of hell would not in reputation change :

Where, what is done in action, inore, if might, Thou’rt the damn’d door-keeper to every coy- Shall be discover'd ; please you, sit, and hark. strelt

(Eril. That bither comes enquiring for his tib; To the choleric fisting of each rogue thy ear SCENE I.--On board PERICLES' Ship, off Is liable ; thy very food is such

Mitylene. A close Pavilion on deck, with As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs.

a Curtain before it ; PERICLES within it, Boult. What would you have me? go to the

reclined on a Couch. A Barge lying beside wars, would you ? where a man may serve

the Tyrian Vessel. seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough in the end to buy him a wooden Enter tuo Sailors, one belonging to the Ty. one ?

rian Vessel, the other to the Barge ; to thoin Mar. Do any thing but this thou doest.

HELICANUS.
Empty
Old receptacles, common sewers, of filth ;

Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus ? he Serve by indenture to the comman hangman ;

can resolve you. Any of these ways are better yet than this:

(To the Sailor of Mitylene. For that which thou professest, a baboon,

Oh! bere he is. Could he but speak, would own a game too Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene. dear.

And in it is Lysimachus the governor, Oh! that the gods would safely from this place Who craves to come aboard.

What is your Deliver me! Here, here is gold for thee.

will ? If that thy master would gain aught by me,

Hel. That he have his. Call up some gen. Proclaim that I can sing, weave, sew, and

tlemen.

Tyr. Sail. Ho, gentlemen ! my lord calls. With other virtues, which I'll keep from boast;

Enter two GENTLEMEN. And I will undertake all these to teach.

1 Gent. Doth your lordship call ? • Canopy of heaven. + Paltry fellow.

• Learned ineu.

dance,

To any.

Hel. Gentlemen,

Enter, from the Barge, LORD, MARINA, and There is some of worth would come aboard : 1

a young LADY.
pray you,
To greet them fairly.

Lys. Oh! here is
[The GENTLEMEN and the two SAILORS | Is't uot a goodly presence ?

The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one i descend and go on board the Barge.

Mel A gallant lady. Enter, from thence, LYSIMACHUS and Lords ;

Lys. She's such, that were I well assur'd sbe the 'Tyrian GENTLEMEN, and the two SAI

came

of gentle kind, and noble stock, I'd wish LORS.

No better choice, and think me rarely wed. Tyr. Sail. Sir,

Fair one, all goodness that consists in bounty This is the man that can, in aught you would, Expect even here, where iz a kingly paticut Resolve yoll.

If that thy prosperous-artificial feat
Lys. Hail, reverend Sir! the gods preserve can draw hiin but to answer thee in aught,
you !

Thiy sacred physic shall receive such pay
Hel. And you, sir, to out-live the age I am, As thy desires can wish.
And die as I would do.

Mur. Sir, I will use
Lys. You wish me well.

My utinost kill in his recovery, Being on shore, bonouring of Neptune's tri- Provided no le but I and my companion unphy,

Be suffer'd tu come near hiin. Seeing this goodly vessel ride before us,

Lys. Come, let us leave her, I make to it, to know of whence you are.

And the gods make her prosperous ! Hel. First, Sir, what is your place ?

[MARINA sings Lys. I am governor of this place you lie be- Lys. Mark'd he your music ? fore.

Mar. No, nor look'd on us. Hel. Sir,

Lys. See, she will speak to him. Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king;

Mar. Hail, Sir! my lord, leud ear :A mani, who for this three inonths hath not Per. Hum ! ha! spoken

Mar. I am a maid, To any one, nor taken sustenance,

My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes, But to prorogue • bis grief.

But have been gaz'd on, comet-like : she Lys. Upon what ground is his disternpera

speaks ture ?

My lord, ihat, may be, hath endor'd a grief Hel. Sir, it would be too tedious to repeat ; Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd. But the main grief of all, springs from the loss Thongh wayward fortune did malign my state, of a beloved daughter and a wife.

My derivation was from ancestors Lys. May we not see him, then ?

Who stood equivalent with mighty kings : Hel. You may indeed, Sir

But time hath rooted out my parentage, But bootless is your sight: be will not speak And to the world and awkward casualties

Bound me in servitude.-1 will desist ; Lys. Yet, let me obtain my wish.

But there is something glows upon my cheek, Hel. Behold him, Sir : (PERICLES discovered.) And whispers in mine car, Go not till he speak. this was a goodly person,

side. Till the disaster, that, one mortal + night,

Per. My fortunes-parentage-good parenDrove bim to this.

tageLys. Sir, king, all hail! the gods preserve To equal mine !-was it not tous? what say

you ! Hail, Hail, royal Sir!

Mar. I said, my lord, if you did know my Hel. It is in vain : he will not speak to you.

parentage, 1 Lord. Sir, we have a maid in Mitylene, 1 You would vot do me violence. durst wager,

Per. I do think so. Would win some words of him.

I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me.Lys. 'Tis well bethought.

You are like something that-What country. She, questionless, with her sweet harmony

woman ? And other choice attractions, would allure, Here of these shores? And make a battery through his deafen'd Mar. No, nor of any shores : parts,

Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am Which now are midway stopp'd :

No other than I appear. She, all as bappy as of all the fairest,

Per. I am great with woe, and shall deliver Is, with her fellow-maidens, now within

weeping. The leafy shelter that abuts against

My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a The island's side.

one He whispers one of the attendant LORDS,- My daughter might have been : my queen's Exit LORD, in the Barge of Lysi

square brows; MACHUS.

Her stature to an inch ; as wand-like straight; Hel. Sure, all's effectless ; yet notbing we'll | As silver-yoic'd ; her eyes as jewel-like, omit

And cas'd as richly : in pace another Juno ; That bears recovery's name. But, since your Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them kindness

hungry, We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you The more she gives them speech--Where do you further,

live? That for our goid we may provision have,

Mar. Where I am but a stranger: from the Wherein we are not destitute for want,

deck But weary for the staleness.

You may discern the place. Lys. 0 Sir, a courtesy,

Per. Where were you bred ? Whicb if we should deny, the most just God And

how achiev'd you these endowments, For every graff would send a caterpillar,

which And so inflict our province. Yet once more You make more rich to owe?. Let me intreat to know at large the cause

Mar. Should I tell my history. of your king's sorrow.

"Twould seem like lies disdain'd in the report. Hel. Sit, Sir, I will recount it :

ing. But see, I am prevented.

Per. Pr’ythee speak :
• To prolong.
+ Destructive.

• Possess.
. l.e. Ears

you ?

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