The Play of
What world is this?
2.Gent.Is not this strange?
1.Gent.Most rare.
Ceri.Hush (my gentle neighbours) lend me your hands,
To the next Chamber beare her: get linnen:
Now this matter must be lookt to for her relapse
Is mortall: come, come; and Escelapius guide vs.
They carry her away. Exeunt omnes.
To the next Chamber beare her: get linnen:
Now this matter must be lookt to for her relapse
Is mortall: come, come; and Escelapius guide vs.
They carry her away. Exeunt omnes.
Enter Pericles, Atharsus, with Cleon and Dionisa.
Per.Most honor'd Cleon, I must needs be gone, my twelue months are expir'd, and Tyrus standes in a litigious peace:
You and your Lady take from my heart all thankfulnesse,
The Gods make vp the rest vpon you.
You and your Lady take from my heart all thankfulnesse,
The Gods make vp the rest vpon you.
Cle.Your shakes of fortune, though they hant you mortally
Yet glaunce full wondringly on vs.
Yet glaunce full wondringly on vs.
Di.O your sweet Queene! that the strict fates had pleas'd, you had brought her hither to haue blest mine eies with her.
Peri.We cannot but obey the powers aboue vs;
Could I rage and rore as doth the sea she lies in,
Yet the end must be as tis: my gentle babe Marina,
Whom, for she was borne at sea, I haue named so,
Here I charge your charitie withall; leauing her
The infant of your care, beseeching you to giue her
Princely training, that she may be manere'd as she is borne.
Could I rage and rore as doth the sea she lies in,
Yet the end must be as tis: my gentle babe Marina,
Whom, for she was borne at sea, I haue named so,
Here I charge your charitie withall; leauing her
The infant of your care, beseeching you to giue her
Princely training, that she may be manere'd as she is borne.
Cleo.Feare not (my Lord) but thinke your Grace,
That fed my Countrie with your Corne; for which,
The peoples prayers still fall vpon you, must in your child
Be thought on if neglection should therein make me vile,
The common body by you relieu'd,
Would force me to my duety: but if to that,
My nature neede a spurre, the Gods reuenge it
Vpon me and mine, to the end of generation.
That fed my Countrie with your Corne; for which,
The peoples prayers still fall vpon you, must in your child
Be thought on if neglection should therein make me vile,
The common body by you relieu'd,
Would force me to my duety: but if to that,
My nature neede a spurre, the Gods reuenge it
Vpon me and mine, to the end of generation.
Per.I beleeue you, your honour and your goodnes,
Teach me too't without your vowes, till she be maried,
Madame, by bright Diana, whom we honour,
All vnsisserd shall this heyre of mine remayne,
Though I shew will in't; so I take my leaue:
Good Madame, make me blessed in your care
In bringing vp my Child.
Teach me too't without your vowes, till she be maried,
Madame, by bright Diana, whom we honour,
All vnsisserd shall this heyre of mine remayne,
Though I shew will in't; so I take my leaue:
Good Madame, make me blessed in your care
In bringing vp my Child.
Cler. I
