Pericles Prince of Tyre.
brought her to Meteline, gainst whose shore ryding, her Fortunes brought the mayde aboord vs, where by her owne most cleere remembrance, shee made knowne her selfe my Daughter.
Th.Voyce and fauour, you are, you are, O royall Pericles.
Per.What meanes the Nunn? shee die's, helpe Gentlemen.
Ceri.Noble Sir, if you haue tolde Dianaes Altar true, this is your wife?
Per.Reuerent appearer no, I threwe her ouer-board with these verie armes.
Ce.Vpon this coast, I warrant you.
Pe.T'is most certaine.
Cer.Looke to the Ladie, O shee's but ouer-joyde, Earlie in blustering morne this Ladie was throwne vpon this shore.
I op't the coffin, found there rich Iewells, recouered her, and plac'ste her heere in Dianaes temple.
I op't the coffin, found there rich Iewells, recouered her, and plac'ste her heere in Dianaes temple.
Per.May we see them?
Cer.Great Sir, they shalbe brought you to my house, whither I inuite you, looke Thaisa is recouered.
Th.O let me looke if hee be none of mine, my sanctitie will to my sense bende no licentious eare, but curbe it spight of seeing: O my Lord are you not Pericles? like him you spake, like him you are, did you not name a tempest, a birth, and death?
Per.The voyce of dead Thaisa.
Th.That Thaisa am I, supposed dead and drownd.
Per.I mortall Dian.
Th.Now I knowe you better, when wee with teares parted Pentapolis, the king my father gaue you such a ring.
Per.This, this, no more, you gods, your present kindenes makes my past miseries sports, you shall doe well that on the touching of her lips I may melt, and no more be
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