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Pericles, Prince of Tyre

Act III, Scene 2

Ephesus. A room in CERIMON's house.
 
[Enter CERIMON, with a Servant, and some Persons who have been shipwrecked]
 
CERIMON
          ,       ,
      Phile|mon, ho.
 
[Enter PHILEMON]
 
PHILEMON
                        T   .   T    T    oo
                      Doth my lord call?|
 
CERIMON
            ,          ,     .    T     T   T
      Get fire | and meat | for these poor men,
      <-    ,       ,        ,     ,          ,       ___
        It has || been a | turbu|lent and | stormy | night.
 
SERVANT
       2       ,         x          ,        ,          ,
      I have been | in many:| but such | a night | as this,
            ,        ,        ,
      Till now,| I nere | endured.  \\
 
CERIMON
             ,       ,         ,         ,        ,
      Your mast|er will | be dead | ere you | return,
         ,      ,         2      ,      ,         ,
      There's noth/ing can be | mini|stered to | nature,
            ,        ,            ,      ,    2        ,  33
      That can | recover | him: give | this to the |'pothecary,
            ,        ,         ,
      And tell | me how | it works.  \\
 
[Exeunt all but CERIMON. Enter two Gentlemen]
 
FIRST GENTLEMAN
Good morrow.
 
SECOND GENTLEMAN
Good morrow to your lordship.
 
CERIMON
Gentlemen, why do you stir so early?
 
FIRST GENTLEMAN  ????
       ,         ,        ,        ,     ,       ,
      Sir, our lodgings standing bleak upon the sea,
        ,            ,         ,
      Shook as the earth did quake:
           ,     ,     ,        ,       ,       ,        x
      The very principals did seem to rend and all to topple,
        ,       ,         ,    ,          ,        ,
      Pure surprise and fear made me to quit the house.
 
SECOND GENTLEMAN
        ,    2        ,          ,        ,        ,
      That is the | cause we | trouble | you so | early,
            ,         ,      ,
      'Tis not | our hus|bandry.
 
CERIMON
                                          ,    ,
                                 O you / say well.
 
FIRST GENTLEMAN
       T  T   T     ,         ,           ,
      But I much | marvel | that your | lordship,
       ,         ,       ,     ,            ,               ,      ,
      Having | rich at|tire a|bout you,| should at | these ear|ly hours
             ,          ,       ,       ,       ,      T    T     T
      Shake^off | the gold|en slum|ber of | repose;| 'tis most strange, (hept/prev)
       ,               ,    ,      ,               ,
      Nature | should be | so con|versant | with pain,
       ,        ,        ,        __     oo
      Being | thereto | not com|pelled.|
 
CERIMON
          ,        ,      ,      ,     ,
      I hold | it ev|er virt|ue and | cunning.
        ,      ,           ,              x    ,           ,
      Were en|dowments | greater,| than noble|ness and | riches,
        ,          ,              ,     ,        ,          2    ,
      Careless | heirs may | the two | latter | darken | and expend; (hex with prev)
           ,     ,    ,     x            ,
      But im|mortal|ity | attends the | former,
       ,          ,       ,
      Making | a man | a god:  \\
             ,     ,  ,             ,        ,
      'Tis known,| I ev/er have | studied | physic,
         ,            ,        ,          ,        ,       ,  2
      Through which^|secret | art, by | turning | ore au|thority,
          ,        ,       ,         ,          ,       ,      2->
      I have | togeth|er with | my prac|tice, made | famil||iar
          ,    ,    2       ,            ,        ,                ,
      To me | and to my | aide, the | blessed in|fusions | that dwells
          ,     ,         ,          ,      ,          ,     2
      In veg|etives,| in met|als, stones:| and can | speak of the
          ,      ,          ,        ,          ,         ,
      Disturb|ances | that nat|ure works,| and of | her cures;  (hex with prev few)
        ,          ,         ,       ,          ,        ,      ,
      Which doth give me a more content | in course of true delight ????
        ,    2       ,        ,       ,           ,
      Than to be | thirsty | after | tottering | honor,
          ,         ,        ,        ,       ,
      Or tie | my treas|ure up | in silk|en bags,
            ,           ,          ,
      To please | the fool | and death.
 
SECOND GENTLEMAN
             x      ,         2    ,
      Your honor | has through E|phesus,  (tri with prev)
         T     T     T      ,            ,        ,         ,
      Poured forth your | charity, and hundreds call themselves  ????
             ,          ,     ,              ,         ,
      Your creat|ures; who | by you | have been | restored,
           ,           ,           ,      ,         ,
      And not | your know|ledge, your | perso|nal pain,
           ,          ,     ,    ,           ,     ,   ,
      But even your purse still open, hath built Lord Cerimon  ????
        T     T    .  T         ,            ,       ,
      Such strong renown,| as time | shall nere | decay.
 
[Enter two or three Servants with a chest]
 
FIRST SERVANT
So, lift there.
 
CERIMON
What's that?
 
FIRST SERVANT
       T    Tx   T               ,     ,      ,           ,   ->
      Sir, even now | did the / sea, toss | upon || our shore
             ,           ,          ,     oo
      This chest:| 'tis of | some wreck.|
 
CERIMON
       ,         T     T     T        x     oo
      Set it | down, let's look | upon it.|
 
SECOND GENTLEMAN
             ,       ,        ,
      'Tis like | a cof|fin, sir.  \\
 
CERIMON
           ,        ,          ,        ,      o
      Whatere | it be,| 'tis wond|rous heav|y;
         ,         ,       ____
      Wrench it | open | straight:  \\
                 ,     ,            ,    ,             ,
      If the / sea's stom|ach be / orecharged | with gold,
          2    ,          ,           ,     2     ,     2    x
      'Tis a good | constraint | of fort|une it belch|es upon us.
 
SECOND GENTLEMAN
            ,        ,
      'Tis so,| my lord.  \\
 
CERIMON
How close 'tis caulked and bitumed, did the sea cast it up?
 
FIRST SERVANT
I never saw so huge a billow, sir, as tossed it upon shore.
 
CERIMON
Wrench it open; it smells most sweetly in my sense.
 
SECOND GENTLEMAN
A delicate odor.
 
CERIMON
          ,     ,         ,        ,    ,     2
      As ev|er hit | my nost|ril: so,| up with it.
       ,             ,        ,             ,        ,
      Oh you | most pot|ent gods!| What's here,| a corse?
 
FIRST GENTLEMAN
              ,
      Most strange. \\
 
CERIMON
         ,    2       ,          ,       ,              ,
      Shrouded in | cloth of | state, balmed / and en|treasured
             ,      ,        ,           ,    ,    2    ,    ->
      With full | bags of | spices,| A pass|port to A||pollo,
           ,        ,         ,      ,
      Perfect | me in | the char|acters.
        ,        ,        ,     ___
      Here I | give to | under|stand,
          ,          ,        ,         ,
      If ere | this cof|fin drive | a-land;
      T   T   T     ,           ,
      I King Per|icles,| have lost
             ,            ,     .   T   T    T
      This queen,| worth^all | our mundane cost:
            ,            ,         ,    ,
      Who finds | her, give | her bur|ying,
           ,           ,       ,       ,
      She was | the daught|er of | a king.
          ,            ,        ,       ,
      Besides | this treas|ure for | a fee,
            ,        ,           ,    ,
      The gods | requite | his char|ity.
        2       ,       ,     ,           ,        ,
      If thou live|st, Per|icles,| thou hast | a heart
            ,       ,          ,            ,          ,
      That ev|en cracks | for woe:| This chanced | tonight.
 
SECOND GENTLEMAN
Most likely, sir.
 
CERIMON
            ,      ,        ,          ,          ,           ,
      Nay cert|ainly | tonight,| for look | how fresh | she looks, (hex??)
                 ,    ,           ,        ,      ,
      They were too rough, that threw her in the sea.
        ,      ,      ,     ,     ,     ,      ,            ,
      Make a fire within, fetch hither all my boxes in my closet,  ????
        ,            ,        ,       ,      ,
      Death may | usurp | on nat|ure man|y hours,
           ,          ,         ,       x       ,         T     T     Tx
      And yet | the fire | of life | kindle a|gain the | orepressed spirits.
      ,   ,          2   ,                     ,    ,            ,
      I heard / of an E|gyptian | that had / nine hours | been dead,  (hex with prev)
           ,         ,         x         ,     ,
      Who was | by good | appliance | recov|ered.
 
[Enter a Servant, with boxes, napkins, and fire]
        T    T     T      ,           ,          __
      Well said, well | said, the | fire and | cloths,
            ,          ,       ,       ,         ,
      The rough | and woe|ful mus|ic that | we have,
        ,             ,     ,      ,         oo
      Cause it | to sound | I be|seech you:|
         2  ,      T    T    T            ,             ,
      The viol | once more; how | thou stirrst,| thou block?
           ,       ,         ,          ,         ,
      The mus|ic there:| I pray | you give | her air;
       ,      ,            ,           __    oo
      Gentle|men, this | queen will | live,|
       ,    2    ,         T     T    T        ,
      Nature a|wakes a | warm breath out | of her;
       ,          ,      2      ,        T    T    T
      She hath | not been en|tranced a|bove five hours,
       ,     2        ,         ,   2       T      Tx   .  T
      See how she | gins to | blow into | life's flower again.
 
FIRST GENTLEMAN
            ,         ,       ,         ,          ,
      The heav|ens through | you, in|crease our | wonder,
       ,        ,          ,       ,     oo
      And set^|up your | fame for|ever.|
 
CERIMON
       ,    2    ,        ,         ,    
      She is a|live, be|hold her | eyelids*,
      <- ,         2         x         x            ,     ,           ,
        Cases || to those^heaven|ly jewels | which Per|icles | hath lost,
         ,         ,            ,              ,     ,
      Begin | to part | their fring|es of / bright gold
           ,          2      ,    ,       ,       ,        ,
      The dia|monds of a / most prais|ed wat|er doth | appear,
           ,          ,       T     T     T          ,         ,
      To make | the world | twice rich, live,| and make | us weep, (hex with prev)
           ,           ,            ,          ,      2      ,        ,
      To hear | your fate,| fair* creat|ure, rare | as you seem | to be. ????
 
[She moves]
 
THAISA
          ,     x             ,         ,           ,
      O dear | Diana,| Where^am | I? Where's | my lord?  ??
             ,          ,
      What world | is this?
 
SECOND GENTLEMAN
                                ,            ,
                            Is not | this strange?
 
FIRST GENTLEMAN
                                                          ,
                                                   Most rare.
 
CERIMON
        ,          ,        ,          ,              ,
      Hush (my | gentle | neighbor)| lend me | your hands,
                 ,    ,        ,          ,     ,
      To the / next chamb|er bear | her, get | linen;
       ,           x                ,          ,       2    ,
      Now this^|matter must*| be looked | to, for | the relapse
           ,       ,     ,    ,    ,    ,        ,
      Is mortal: Come, come, and, Aesculapius, guide us.  ????
 
[Exeunt, carrying her away]

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