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Antioch. A room in the palace.
[Enter ANTIOCHUS, Prince PERICLES, and followers]
ANTIOCHUS
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Young prince of Tyre,| you have | at large |
received
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The dang|er of | the task | you und|ertake.
PERICLES
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I have |(Antioch|us) and | with a | soul
em|boldened
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With the | glory | of her praise,| think death no
| hazard, (hex with prev)
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In this | enter|prise. \\
ANTIOCHUS
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Bring^in | our daught|er, cloth|ed like | a bride
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For em|bracements,| even | of Jove | himself;
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At whose | concep|tion, till | Luci|na reigned,
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Nature this | dowry | gave, to | glad her |
presence,
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The sen|ate-house | of plan|ets all | did sit,
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To knit | in her | their best | perfec|tions.
[Music. Enter the Daughter of ANTIOCHUS]
PERICLES
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See where | she comes,| appar|eled like | the
spring,
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Graces | her sub|jects, and | her thoughts | the
king,
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Of eve|ry virt|ue gives | renown | to men:
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Her face | the book | of prais|es, where | is
read
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Nothing | but cur|ious pleas|ures, as | from
thence,
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Sorrow | were ev|er racked,| and test|y wrath
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Could nev|er be | her mild | compan|ion.
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You gods | that made | me man,| and sway | in
love,
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That have | inflamed | desi|re in | my breast,
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To taste | the fruit | of yon | celest|ial tree,
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(Or die | in the | advent|ure) be | my helps,
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As I | am son | and serv|ant to | your will,
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To comp|ass such | a bound|less hap|piness.
ANTIOCHUS
Prince Pericles.
PERICLES
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That would | be son | to great | Anti|ochus.
ANTIOCHUS
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Before | thee stands | this fair | Hesper|ides,
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With gold|en fruit,| but dange|rous to | be
touched:
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For death-like drag|ons here | affright | thee
hard?
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Her face | like heaven | entic|eth thee | to view
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Her count|less glo|ry, which | desert | must
gain:
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And which | without | desert,| because |
thine^eye
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Presumes | to reach,| all* thy / whole heap |
must^die,
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Yon some|times fam|ous princ|es like | thyself
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Drawn by | report,| advent|urous by | desire,
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Tell thee | with speech|less tongues,| and
semb|lance pale,
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That with|out cove|ring save | yon field of
stars,
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Here they | stand^mart|yrs slain | in Cup|id's
wars: ??
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And with dead cheeks | advise | thee to | desist,
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For go|ing on / death's net,| whom none | resist.
PERICLES
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Antioch|us I / thank thee,| who hath taught
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My frail | mortal|ity | to know | itself,
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And by | those fear|ful ob|jects to | prepare
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This bod|y, like | to them,| to what | I must:
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For death | remem|bered, should | be like | a
mirror,
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Who tells | us, life's | but breath,| to trust |
it error:
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I'll make | my will | then, and | as sick men do,
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Who know | the world,| see heaven, but feel|ing
woe,
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Gripe not at earth|ly joys,| as erst | they did.
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So I | bequeath | a hap|py peace | to you
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And all good men,| as eve|ry prince | should do,
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My rich|es to | the earth | from whence | they
came:
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But my | unspot|ted fire | of love | to you,
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Thus read|y for | the way | of life | or death,
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I wait | the sharp|est blow |(Anti|ochus)
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Scorning | advice.| Read the | conclu|sion then.
ANTIOCHUS
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Which^read | and not | expound|ed, 'tis | decreed
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As these | before | thee thou | thyself | shalt
bleed.
DAUGHTER
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Of all sayed yet,| mayst thou | prove
pros/perous,
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Of all sayed yet,| I wish | thee hap|piness.
PERICLES
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Like a bold champ|ion I | assume | the lists,
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Nor ask | advice | of an|y oth|er thought,
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But faith|fulness | and cour|age. \\
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I am | no vip|er, yet | I feed
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On moth|er's flesh | which did | me breed:
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I sought | a hus|band, in | which lab|or
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I found | that kind|ness in | a fath|er.
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He's fath|er, son,| and hus|band mild,
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I moth|er, wife,| and yet | his child.
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How they | may be,| and yet | in two,
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As you | will live,| resolve | it you.
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Sharp phys/ic is | the last?| But O | you powers!
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That gives heaven count|less eyes | to view men's
acts
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Why cloud | they not | their sights |
perpet|ually?
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If this | be true,| which makes | me pale | to
read it,
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Fair glass of light,| I loved | you, and | could
still,
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Were not | this glor|ious cask|et stored | with
ill:
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But I | must tell | you, now | my thoughts |
revolt,
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For he's | no man | on whom | perfec|tions wait;
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That know|ing sin | within,| will touch | the
gate:
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You are a | fair vi|ol, and | your sense | the
strings,
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Who fing|ered to make | man his | lawful | music,
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Would draw | heaven down, and all | the gods | to
heark||en,
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But | being played | upon | before | your time,
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Hell^on|ly dance|th at | so harsh | a chime:
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Good sooth | I care | not for | you.|
ANTIOCHUS
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Prince Pericles,| touch not upon | thy life,
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For that's | an art|icle | within | our law,
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As dang|erous as | the rest:| Your time's |
expired,
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Either | expound | now, or re|ceive your |
sentence.
PERICLES
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Great | king, \\
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Few love to hear | the sins | they love | to act,
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'Twould braid | yourself | too near | for me | to
tell it:
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Who hath | a book | of all | that mon|archs do,
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He's more | secure | to keep | it shut,| than
shown:
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For vice | repeat|ed, is like | the wand|ering
wind,
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Blows dust in oth|er's eyes,| to spread | itself;
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And yet | the end | of all | is bought thus dear,
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The breath | is gone,| and the sore | eyes see
clear,
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To stop | the air | would hurt | them, the blind
mole casts
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Copped hills towards heaven, to tell the earth is
thronged
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By man's oppression, and the poor worm doth die
for it.
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Kings are earth's gods:| in vice | their law's |
their will,
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And if Jove | stray, who | dares say, Jove | doth
ill.
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It is | enough | you know | it, and |'tis fit;
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What being | more known,| grows worse to smoth|er
it.
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All love | the womb | that their | being bred,
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Then give | my tongue | like leave to love | my
head.
ANTIOCHUS
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Heaven that | I had it;| he has | found the |
meaning,
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But I | will gloze | with him.| Young prince of
Tyre,
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Though by the ten|or of | our strict | edict,
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Your ex|posit|ion mis|inter|preting,
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We might | proceed | to can|cel of | your days;
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Yet hope,| succeed|ing from | so fair | a tree,
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As your fair self,| doth tune | us oth|erwise:
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Forty | days long/er we | do re|spite you,
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If by which time | our sec|ret be | undone,
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This mer|cy shows,| we'll joy | in such | a son:
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And un/til then,| your ent|ertain | shall be
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As doth | befit | our hon|or, and | your worth.
[Exeunt all but PERICLES]
PERICLES
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How court|esy | would seem | to cov|er sin,
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When what | is done | is like | a hyp|ocrite,
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The which | is good | in noth|ing but | in sight,
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If it | be true | that I | inter|pret false,
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Then were | it cert|ain you | were not | so bad,
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As with / foul in|cest to | abuse | your soul:
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Where now | you're both | a fath|er and | a son,
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By your | untime|ly clasp|ings with | your child,
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(Which pleas|ure fits a | husband,| not a |
father)
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And she | an eat|er of | her moth|er's flesh,
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By the | defil|ing of | her par|ents' bed,
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And both | like serp|ents are,| who though | they
feed
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On sweet|est flow|ers, yet | they pois|on breed.
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Antioch | farewell,| for wis|dom sees,| those^men
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Blush not in act|ions black|er than | the night,
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Will shun | no course | to keep | them from | the
light:
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One sin (I know)| anoth|er doth | provoke;
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Murder's | as near | to lust,| as flame | to
smoke,
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Poison | and treas|on are | the hands | of sin,
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Aye, and | the targ|ets to / put off | the shame;
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Then lest | my lie | be cropped | to keep | you
clear,
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By flight | I'll shun | the dang|er which | I
fear.
[Exit. Enter ANTIOCHUS]
ANTIOCHUS
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He hath | found the | meaning, \\
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For which | we mean | to have | his head,|
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He must || not live | to trump|et forth | my
in|famy,
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Nor tell | the world | Anti|ochus | doth sin
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In such | a loath|ed man|ner. \\
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And there|fore inst|antly | this prince | must
die,
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For by | his fall | my hon|or must / keep high.
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Who at|tends us | there?
[Enter THALIARD]
THALIARD
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Doth | your high|ness call?
ANTIOCHUS
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Thali|ard, you are | of our | chamber,
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And our | mind part|akes her | private | actions
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To your | secre|cy; and | for your |
faith||fulness
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We will | advance | you, Tha|liard.
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Behold,| here's pois/on and | here's | gold;
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We hate | the prince | of Tyre,| and thou | must
kill him.
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It fits | thee not | to ask | the reas|on why:
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Because | we bid | it: say,| is it | done?
THALIARD
My lord, 'tis done.
[Enter a Messenger]
ANTIOCHUS
Enough. Let your breath cool yourself, telling your haste.
MESSENGER
My lord, prince Pericles is fled.
ANTIOCHUS
As thou wilt live, fly after: and as an arrow, shot from a well-experienced
archer, hits the mark his eye doth level at: so do thou nere return, unless
thou say, Prince Pericles is dead.
THALIARD
My lord, if I can get him within my pistol's length, I'll make him sure
enough: so farewell to your highness.
ANTIOCHUS
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Thaliard | adieu,| till Per|icles | be dead,
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My heart | can lend | no suc|cor to | my head.
[Exit]