And prostitute me to the basest groom Boult. Well, I will see what I can do for thee: if I can place thee, I will. Mar. But, amongst honest women? Boult. 'Faith, my acquaintance lies little amongst them. But since my master and mistress have bought you, there's no going but by their consent; therefore I will make them acquainted with your purpose, and I doubt not but I shall find them tractable enough. Come, I'll do for thee what I can; come your ways. [Exeunt. ACT V. Enter Gower. Gow. Marina thus the brothel 'scapes, and chances Into an honest house, our story says. She sings like one immortal, and she dances Deep clerks1 she dumbs; and with her neeld2 com poses Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or berry; Her inkle, silk, twin with the rubied cherry. His banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense; (1) Learned men. (2) Needle. And to him in his barge with fervour hies. [Exit. SCENE 1-On board Pericles' ship, off Mitylene. A close pavilion on deck, with a curtain before it; Pericles within it, reclined on a couch. A barge lying beside the Tyrian vessel. Enter two Sailors, one belonging to the Tyrian vessel, the other to the barge; to them Helicanus. Tyr. Sail. Where's the lord Helicanus? he can resolve you. [To the Sailor of Mitylene. O, here he is. Sir, there's a barge put off from Mitylene. Who craves to come aboard. What is your will? · Enter two Gentlemen. 1 Gent. Doth your ordship call? Hel. Gentlemen, There is some of worth would come aboard; I pray you, To greet them fairly. [The Gentlemen and the two Sailors descend, go on board the barge. and Enter, from thence, Lysimachus and Lords; the Tyrian Gentlemen, and the two Sailors. Tyr. Sail. Sir, This is the man that can, in aught you would, Lys. Hail, reverend sir! The gods preserve you. Hel. And you, sir, to out-live the age I am, And die as I would do. Lys. You wish me well Being on shore, honouring of Neptune's triumphs Lys. I am governor of this place you lie before. Our vessel is of Tyre, in it the king; A man, who for this three months hath not spoken To any one, nor taken sustenance, But to prorogue! his grief. Lys. Upon what ground is his distemperature? Hel. Sir, it would be too tedious to repeat; But the main grief of all springs from the loss Of a beloved daughter and a wife. Lys. May we not see him, then? Hel. You may, indeed, sir, But bootless is your sight; he will not speak To any. Yet, let me obtain my wish. Hel. Behold him, sir: [Pericles discovered.] this was a goodly person, Till the disaster, that, one mortal2 night, Lys. Sir, king, all hail! the gods preserve you. Hail, royal sir! Hel. It is in vain; he will not speak to you. 1 Lord. Sir, we have a maid in Mitylene, I durst wager, Would win some words of him. Lys. 'Tis well bethought. She, questionless, with her sweet harmony She, all as happy as of all the fairest, (1) To lengthen or prolong his grief. The leafy shelter that abuts against The island's side. [He whispers one of the attendant Lords.— Exit Lord, in the barge of Lysimachus. Hel. Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing we'll omit That bears recovery's naine. But, since your kind ness We have stretch'd thus far, let us beseech you fur ther, That for our gold we may provision have, Lys. But see, Sit, sir, I will recount 1';— I am prevented. Enter, from the barge, Lord, Marina, and a young Lys. Lady. O, here is The lady that I sent for. Welcome, fair one! Is't not a goodly presence? Hel. A gallant lady. Can draw him but to answer thee in aught, Mar. Sir, I will use My utmost skill in his recovery, Lys. And the gods make her prosperous! [Mar. sings. Lys. Come, let us leave her, Mark'd he your music? See, she will speak to him. Mar. No, nor look'd on us. Lys. Mar. Hail, sir! my lord, lend ear:- Mar. I am a maid, My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes, But have been gaz'd on, comet-like she speaks, Who stood equivalent with mighty kings: age, You would not do me violence. Per. I do think so. I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me.— You are like something that-What countrywoman? Here of these shores? Mar. No, nor of any shores : Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am To other than I appear. Per. I am great with wo, and shall deliver weeping. My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one My daughter might have been: my queen's square brows; Hier stature to an inch; as wand-like straight; |