Pericles, Prince of Tyre Act 5

Act V of Pericles, Prince of Tyre, by William Shakespeare. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information, or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org.

Act V.

Prologue. Enter Gower.

Marina thus the brothel scapes, and chances into an honest house, our story says. She sings like one immortal, and she dances as goddess-like to her admired lace. Deep clerks she dumbs, and with her needle composes nature's own shape of bud, bird, branch, or berry, that even her art sisters the natural roses, her inkled silk twin with the ruby and cherry. pupils lack she none of noble race who pour their bounty on her and her gain she gives the cursed here we her place and to her father turn our thoughts again where we left him on the sea we there him lost whence driv'n before the winds he is arriv'd here where his daughter dwells and on this coast suppose him now at anchor the city striv'd god neptune's annual

feast to keep from whence lysimachus our tyrian ship espies his banner sable trimm'd with rich expence and to him in his barge with fervour hies in your supposing once more put your sight of heavy pericles think this his bark where what is done in action more if might shall be discover'd please you sit and hark.

Exit act v scene i on board pericles ship off mytilene 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, to the sailor of Mytilene.

Where is Lord Helicanus? He can resolve you. Oh, here he is. Sir, there's a barge put off from Mytilene, and in it is lazy Marcus the governor, who craves to come aboard. What is your will?

That he have his. Call up some gentlemen.

O gentlemen, my lord calls.

Enter two or three gentlemen.

Doth your lordship call?

Gentlemen, their sum of worth would come aboard. I pray ye, greet them fairly.

The gentlemen and the two sailors descend, and go on board the barge. Enter from thence Lysimachus and Lourdes, with the gentlemen and the two sailors.

Sir, this is the man that can, in aught you would, resolve you.

Hail reverend sir the gods preserve.

You and you sir to outlive the age i am and die as i would do.

You wish me well being on shore honouring of neptune's triumphs seeing this goodly vessel ride before us i made to it to know of whence you are first what is your place i am the governor of this place you lie before sir 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 upon what ground is his distemperature twould.

Be too tedious to repeat but the main grief springs from the loss of a beloved daughter and a.

Wife may we not see him you may.

But bootless is your sight he will not speak to any.

Yet let me obtain my wish behold.

Him pericles discovered this was.

A goodly person till the disaster that one mortal knight drove him to.

This sir king all hail the gods preserve you hail royal sir it is.

In vain he will not speak to you sir we have a maid in mitylene i durst wager could win some words of him.

Tis well bethought she questionless with her sweet harmony and other chosen attractions would allure and make a battery through his deafened parts which now are midway stopped she is all happy as the fairest of all and with the fellow-maids is now upon the leafy shelter that abuts against the island's.

Side whispers the lord who goes off in the barge of lysimachus.

Sure all's effectless yet nothing we'll omit that bears recovery's name but since your kindness we have stretched thus far let us beseech you that for our gold we may provision have wherein we are not destitute for want but weary for the staleness.

O sir a courtesy which if we should deny the most just gods for every graft would send a caterpillar and so afflict our province yet once more let me entreat to know at large the cause of your king's sorrow.

Sit sir i will recount it to you but see.

I am prevented re-enter from the barge lord with marina and a young lady.

Oh here is the lady that i sent for welcome fair one is it not a goodly presence she's a gallant lady she's such a one that were i well assured came of a gentle kind and noble stock i'd wish no better choice and think me rarely wed fair one all goodness that consists in bounty expect even here where is a kingly patient if that thy prosperous and artificial feet can draw him but to answer thee in aught Thy sacred physic shall receive such pay as thy desires can wish.

Sir, I will use my utmost skill in his recovery, provided that none but I and my companion maid be suffered to come near him.

Come, let us leave her, and the gods make her prosperous.

Marina sings.

Marked he your music?

No, nor looked on us.

See, she will speak to him.

Hail, sir! My lord, lend ear. I am a maid, my lord, that ne'er before invited eyes but have been gazed on like a comet. She speaks, my lord, that, may be, hath endured a grief might equal yours if both were justly weighed. Though wayward fortune did malign my state, my derivation was from ancestors who stood equivalent with mighty kings.

But time hath rooted out my parentage. and to the world and awkward casualties bound me in servitude.

Aside.

I will desist. But there is something glows upon my cheek and whispers in mine ear. Go not till he speak.

My fortunes, good parentage to equal mine. Was it not thus? What say you?

I said, my lord, if you did know my parentage, you would not do me violence.

I do think so. Pray you, turn your eyes upon me. You are like something that— what country, woman? Here of these shores?

No, nor of any shores. Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am no other than I appear.

I am great with woe, 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, her stature to an inch— as wand-like, straight, as silver-voiced, her eyes as jewel-like, and cased as richly, in pace another Juno, who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them hungry the more she gives them speech. Where do you live?

Where I am but a stranger. From the deck you may discern the place.

Where were you bred, and how achieved you these endowments which you make more rich to owe?

If I should tell my history, it would seem like lies disdained in the reporting.

Prithee, speak. Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look'st modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace for the crowned truth to dwell in. I will believe thee, and make my senses credit thy relation to points that seem impossible, for thou look'st like one I loved indeed. What were thy friends? Didst thou not say, when I did push thee back, which was when I perceived thee, that thou camest from good descending?

So indeed I did.

Report thy parentage. I think thou saidst thou hadst been tossed from wrong to injury, and that thou thoughtst thy griefs might equal mine, if both were opened.

Some such thing I said, and said no more but what my thoughts did warrant me was likely.

Tell thy story. If thine considered proved the thousandth part of my endurance, thou art a man, and I have suffered like a girl. Yet thou dost look like patience gazing on king's graves and smiling extremity out of act. What were thy friends? How lost thou them? By name, my most kind virgin, recount I do beseech thee. Come, sit by me.

My name is Marina.

Oh, I am mocked, and thou by some incensed god sent hither to make the world to laugh at me.

Patience, good sir, or here I'll cease.

Nay, I'll be patient. Thou little know'st how thou dost startle me to call thyself Marina.

The name was given me by one that had some power, my father, and a king.

A king's daughter, and called Marina?

You said you would believe me. But not to be a troubler of your peace, I will end here.

But are you flesh and blood? Have you a working pulse, and are no fairy? Motion! Well, speak on. Where were you born, and wherefore called Marina?

Called Marina, for I was born at sea.

At sea? What mother?

My mother was the daughter of a king, who died the minute I was born, as my good nurse Lycorida hath oft delivered weeping.

Oh, stop there a little. This is the rarest dream that e'er adult sleep did mock sad fools withal. This cannot be. My daughter's buried. Well? Where were you bred? I'll hear you more to the bottom of your story, and never interrupt you.

You scorn. Believe me, to our best I did give o'er.

I will believe you by the syllable of what you shall deliver. Yet give me leave. How came you in these parts? Where were you bred?

The king my father did in Tarsus leave me, till cruel Cleon with his wicked wife did seek to murder me. and having wooed a villain to attempt it, who, having drawn to do it, a crew of pirates came and rescued me, brought me to Mytilene. But, good sir, whither will you have me? Why do you weep? It may be you think me an imposter. No, good faith, I am the daughter to King Pericles, if good King Pericles be.

Ho!

Helicanus!

Calls, my lord?

Thou art a grave and noble counsellor, most wise in general. Tell me, if thou canst, what this maid is, or what is like to be, that thus hath made me weep.

I know not. But here is the regent, sir, of Mytilene, speaks nobly of her.

She would never.

Tell her parentage. Being demanded that, she would sit still and weep.

O Helicanus, strike me on it, sir, give me a gash, put me to present pain, lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me o'erbear the shores of my mortality and drown me with their sweetness. O come hither, thou that beget'st him that did thee beget, thou that was born at sea, buried at Tarsus, and found at sea again.

O Helicanus, down on thy knees! thank the holy gods as loud as thunder threatens us this is marina what was thy mother's name tell me but that for truth can ne'er be confirmed enough though doubts did ever sleep first.

Sir i pray what is your title.

I am pericles of tyre but tell me now my drowned queen's name as in the rest you said thou hadst been godlike perfect the heir of kingdoms and another like to pericles thy father.

Is it no more to be your daughter than to say my mother's name was Thaisa? Thaisa was my mother, who did end the minute I began.

Now, blessing on thee. Rise, thou art my child. Give me fresh garments, mine own Helicanus. She is not dead at Tarsus as she should have been, my savage Cleon. she shall tell thee all when thou shalt kneel and justify in knowledge she is thy very princess who is this.

Sir tis the governor of maetolini who hearing of your melancholy state did come to see you.

I embrace you give me my robes i am wild in my beholding o heaven bless my girl but hark what music tell helicanus my marina tell him o'er point by point For yet she seems to doubt how sure you are, my daughter. But what music?

My lord, I hear none.

None? The music of the spheres. List my marina.

It is not good to cross him. Give him way.

Rarest sounds do you not hear?

My lord, I hear.

Music. Most heavenly music. it nips me unto listening and thick slumber hangs upon mine eyes let me rest sleeps a.

Pillow for his head so leave him all well my companion friends if this but answer to my just belief i'll well remember.

You exeunt all but pericles diana appears to pericles as in a.

Vision my temple stands in ephesus hie thee hither And do upon mine altar sacrifice, There, where my maiden priests are met together, Before the people all, Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife, To mourn thy crosses with thy daughters call, And give them repetition to the life, Or perform my bidding, or thou livest in woe, Do it, and happy, by my silver bow, Awake, and tell thy dream.

Disappears.

Celestial Dian, goddess Argentine, I will obey thee. Helicanus.

Re-enter Helicanus, Lysimachus, and Marina.

Sir?

My purpose was for Tarsus, there to strike the inhospitable Cleon. But I am for further service first. Toward Ephesus turn our blown sails. Eftsoons I'll tell thee why.

To Lysimachus.

Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore, and give you gold for such provision as our intents will need?

Sir, with all my heart. And when you come ashore, I have another suit.

You shall prevail. Were it to woo my daughter, for it seems you have been noble toward her.

Sir, lend me your arm.

Come, my Marina.

Exeunt.

Act IV.

Scene two chorus enter gower before the temple of diana at ephesus.

Now our sands are almost run more little and then dumb this my last boon give me for such kindness must relieve me that you aptly will suppose what pageantry what feats what shows what minstrelsy and pretty din the regent made in mighty lean to greet the king so he thrived that he is promised to be wived to fair marina but in no wise till he had done his sacrifice as dian bade were two being bound the interim pray you all confound in feathered briefness sails are filled and wishes fall out as they're will'd at ephesus the temple see our king and all his company that he can hither come so soon is by your fancy's thankful doom.

Exit act v scene three the temple of diana at ephesus thaisa is standing near the altar as high priestess a number of virgins on each side and other inhabitants of ephesus attending enter pericles with his train lysimachus helicanus marina and a lady.

Hail dion to perform thy just command i here confess myself the king of tyre who frighted from my country did wed at pentapolis the fair thesa at sea in child-bed died she but brought forth a maid-child called marina who o goddess wears yet thy silver livery she at tarsus was nursed with cleon who at fourteen years he sought to murder but her better stars brought her to mytilene gainst whose shore riding her fortunes brought the maid aboard us whereby her own most clear remembrance she made known herself my.

Daughter voice and favor, you are, you are a royal Pericles.

Thanks.

What means the nun? She dies. Help, gentlemen.

Noble sir, if you have told Diana's altar true, this is your wife.

Reverend Appira, no, I threw her overboard with these very arms.

Upon this coast, I warrant you, is most certain. Look to the lady. Oh, she's but overjoyed. Early in blustering morn, this lady was thrown upon this shore. I opened the coffin, found their rich jewels, recovered her, and placed her here in Diana's temple.

May we see them?

Great sir, they shall be brought you to my house, whither I invite you. Look, Thaisa is recovered.

Oh, let me look. If he be none of mine, my sanctity will to my sense bend no licentious ear, but curb it, spite 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?

The voice of dead Thesa.

That Thesa am I, supposed dead and drowned.

Immortal Dian.

Now I know you better. When we with tears parted Pentapolis, the king my father gave you such a ring.

Shows a ring.

This, this no more, you gods. Your present kindness makes my past misery sports. You shall do well that on the touching of her lips I may melt and no more be seen. O come, be buried a second time within these arms.

My heart leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.

Kneels to Thesa.

Look who kneels here flesh of thy flesh thesa thy burden at the sea and called marina for she was yielded there thea blessed and mine.

Own thea hail madam and my queen thea.

I know you not thea you have heard me say when i did fly from tyre i left behind an ancient substitute can you remember what i called the man i have named him.

Oft thea twas helicanus then.

Still confirmation embrace him dear thesa this is he now do i long to hear how you were found how possibly preserved and who to thank beside the gods for this great miracle.

Lord saruman my lord this man through whom the gods have shown their power that can from first to last resolve you.

Reverend sir The gods can have no mortal officer more like a god than you. Will you deliver how this dead queen relives?

I will, my lord. Beseech you, first go with me to my house, where shall be shown you all was found with her. How she came placed here in the temple, no needful thing omitted.

Pure Dian, bless thee for thy vision. I will offer night oblations to thee. Thesa, this prince, the fair betrothed of your daughter, shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now, this ornament makes me look dismal, will I clip to form, and what this fourteen years no razor touched to grace thy marriage day, I'll beautify.

Lord Saruman hath letters of good credit, sir. My father's dead.

Heavens make a star of him. yet here my queen we'll celebrate their nuptials and ourselves will in that kingdom spend our following days our son and daughter shall in tyrus reign lord saruman we do our longing stay to hear the rest untold sir leads the way exeunt.

Enter gower in antiochus and his daughter you have heard of monstrous lust the due and just reward in pericles his queen and daughter seen although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen virtue preserv'd from foul destruction's blast led on by heaven and crown'd with joy at last In Helicanus may you well descry a figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty. In reverend Ceremon there well appears the worth that learned charity eye wears. For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame had spread their cursed deed, and honoured name of Pericles, to rage the city turn, that him and his they in his palace burn the gods for murder seem'd so content to punish them although not done but meant so on your patience ever more attending new joy

wait on you here our play has ending

End of Act V End of Pericles, Prince of Tyre by William Shakespeare

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