Pericles Prince of Tyre.
Hell.You may, but bootlesse. Is your sight see, will not speake to any, yet let me obtaine my wish.
Lys.Behold him, this was a goodly person.
Hell.Till the disaster that one mortall wight droue him to this.
Lys.Sir King all haile, the Gods preserue you, haile royall sir.
Hell.It is in vaine, he will not speake to you.
Lord.Sir we haue a maid in Meseline, I durst wager would winsome words of him.
Lys.Tis well bethought, she questionlesse with her sweet harmonie, and other chosen attractions, would allure and make a battrie through his defend parts, which now are midway stopt, shee is all happie, as the fairest of all, and her fellow maides, now vpon the leauie shelter that abutts against the Islands side.
Hell.Sure all effectlesse, yet nothing weele omit that beares recoueries name. But since your kindnesse wee haue stretcht thus farre, let vs beseech you, that for our golde we may prouision haue, wherein we are not destitute for want, but wearie for the stalenesse.
Lys.O sir, a curtesie, which if we should denie, the most iust God for euery graffe would send a Caterpillar, and so inflict our Prouince: yet once more let mee intreate to knowe at large the cause of your kings sorrow.
Hell.Sit sir, I will recount it to you, but see I am preuented.
Lys.O hee'rs the Ladie that I sent for.
Welcome faire one, ist not a goodly presente?
Welcome faire one, ist not a goodly presente?
Hell.Shee's a gallant Ladie.
Lys.Shee's such a one, that were I well assurde
Came of a gentle kinde, and noble stocke, I do wish
No better choise, and thinke me rarely to wed,
Faire on all goodnesse that consists in beautie,
Expect euen here, where is akingly patient,
Came of a gentle kinde, and noble stocke, I do wish
No better choise, and thinke me rarely to wed,
Faire on all goodnesse that consists in beautie,
Expect euen here, where is akingly patient,
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