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Pericles - ACT III - PROLOGUE Post by :blsh123 Category :Plays Author :William Shakespeare Date :May 2011 Read :2202

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(Enter Gower.)

Now sleep yslaked hath the rout;
No din but snores the house about,
Made louder by the o'er-fed breast
Of this most pompous marriage-feast.
The cat, with eyne of burning coal,
Now couches fore the mouse's hole;
And crickets sing at the oven's mouth,
E'er the blither for their drouth.
Hymen hath brought the bride to bed,
Where, by the loss of maidenhead,
A babe is moulded. Be attent,
And time that is so briefly spent
With your fine fancies quaintly eche:
What's dumb in show I'll plain with speech.

(Dumb Show.)

(Enter, Pericles and Simonides, at one door, with Attendants; a
Messenger meets them, kneels, and gives Pericles a letter:
Pericles shows it Simonides; the Lords kneel to him. Then enter
Thaisa with child, with Lychorida a nurse. The King shows her
the letter; she rejoices: she and Pericles take leave of her
father, and depart, with Lychorida and their Attendants.
Then exeunt Simonides and the rest.)

By many a dern and painful perch
Of Pericles the careful search,
By the four opposing coigns
Which the world together joins,
Is made with all due diligence
That horse and sail and high expense
Can stead the quest. At last from Tyre,
Fame answering the most strange inquire,
To the court of King Simonides
Are letters brought, the tenour these:
Antiochus and his daughter dead;
The men of Tyrus on the head
Of Helicanus would set on
The crown of Tyre, but he will none:
The mutiny he there hastes t' oppress;
Says to 'em, if King Pericles
Come not home in twice six moons,
He, obedient to their dooms,
Will take the crown. The sum of this,
Brought hither to Pentapolis
Y-ravished the regions round,
And every one with claps can sound,
'Our heir-apparent is a king!
Who dream'd, who thought of such a thing?'
Brief, he must hence depart to Tyre:
His queen with child makes her desire --
Which who shall cross? -- along to go:
Omit we all their dole and woe:
Lychorida, her nurse, she takes,
And so to sea. Their vessel shakes
On Neptune's billow; half the flood
Hath their keel cut: but fortune's mood
Varies again; the grisled north
Disgorges such a tempest forth,
That, as a duck for life that dives,
So up and down the poor ship drives:
The lady shrieks, and well-a-near
Does fall in travail with her fear:
And what ensues in this fell storm
Shall for itself itself perform.
I nill relate, action may
Conveniently the rest convey;
Which might not what by me is told.
In your imagination hold
This stage the ship, upon whose deck
The sea-tost Pericles appears to speak.


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Pericles - ACT III - SCENE I Pericles - ACT III - SCENE I

Pericles - ACT III - SCENE I
ACT III SCENE I(Enter Pericles, on shipboard.)PERICLES.Thou god of this great vast, rebuke these surges,Which wash forth both heaven and hell; and thou that hastUpon the winds command, bind them in brass,Having call'd them from the deep! O, stillThy deafening, dreadful thunders; gently quenchThy nimble, sulphurous flashes! O, how, Lychorida,How does my queen? Thou stormest venomously;Wilt thou spit all thyself? The seaman's whistleIs as a whisper in the ears of death,Unheard. Lychorida! - Lucina, ODivinest patroness, and midwife gentleTo those that cry by night, convey thy deityAboard our dancing boat; make swift the pangsOf my queen's travails!(Enter Lychorida, with

Pericles - ACT II - SCENE V Pericles - ACT II - SCENE V

Pericles - ACT II - SCENE V
ACT II SCENE VPentapolis. A room in the palace.Enter Simonides, reading a letter at one door: the Knights meethim.)FIRST KNIGHT.)Good morrow to the good Simonides.SIMONIDES.Knights, from my daughter this I let you know,That for this twelvemonth she'll not undertakeA married life.Her reason to herself is only known,Which yet from her by no means can I get.SECOND KNIGHT.May we not get access to her, my lord?SIMONIDES.'Faith, by no means; she hath so strictly tiedHer to her chamber, that 'tis impossible.One twelve moons more she'll wear Diana's livery;This by the eye of Cynthia hath she vow'd,And on her virgin honour will not break