Pericles Prince of Tyre.
Hel.Sir, tis the gouernor of Metaline, who hearing of your melancholie state, did come to see you.
Per.I embrace you, giue me my robes.
I am wilde in my beholding, O heauens blesse my girle,
But harke what Musicke tell, Hellicanus my Marina,
Tell him ore point by point, for yet he seemes to doat.
How sure you are my daughter, but what musicke?
I am wilde in my beholding, O heauens blesse my girle,
But harke what Musicke tell, Hellicanus my Marina,
Tell him ore point by point, for yet he seemes to doat.
How sure you are my daughter, but what musicke?
HelMy Lord I heare none.
Per.None, the Musicke of the Spheres, list my Marina.
Lys.It is not good to crosse him, giue him way.
Per.Rarest sounds, do ye not heare?
Lys.Musicke my Lord? I heare.
Per.Most heauenly Musicke.
It nips me vnto listning, and thicke slumber
Hangs vpon mine eyes, let me rest.
It nips me vnto listning, and thicke slumber
Hangs vpon mine eyes, let me rest.
Lys.A Pillow for his head, so leaue him all.
Well my companion friends, if this but answere to my iust beliefe, lle well remember you.
Well my companion friends, if this but answere to my iust beliefe, lle well remember you.
Diana.
Dia.My Temple stands in Ephesus,
Hie thee thither, and doe vppon mine Altar sacrifice, There when my maiden priests are met together before the people all, reueale how thou at sea didst loose thy wife, to mourne thy crosses with thy daughters, call, & giue them repetition to the like, or performe my bidding, or thou liuest in woe: doo't, and happie, by my siluer bow, awake and tell thy dreame.
Hie thee thither, and doe vppon mine Altar sacrifice, There when my maiden priests are met together before the people all, reueale how thou at sea didst loose thy wife, to mourne thy crosses with thy daughters, call, & giue them repetition to the like, or performe my bidding, or thou liuest in woe: doo't, and happie, by my siluer bow, awake and tell thy dreame.
Per.Celestiall Dian, Goddesse Argentine.
I will obey thee Hellicanus.
I will obey thee Hellicanus.
Hell.Sir.
Per.My purpose was for Tharsus there to strike,
The inhospitable Cleon, but I am for other seruice first,
Toward Ephesus turne our blowne sayles,
Eftsoones lle tell thee why, shall we refresh vs sir vpon your shore, and giue you golde for such prouision as our intents will neede.
The inhospitable Cleon, but I am for other seruice first,
Toward Ephesus turne our blowne sayles,
Eftsoones lle tell thee why, shall we refresh vs sir vpon your shore, and giue you golde for such prouision as our intents will neede.
Lys. Sir,
