With this unprofitable woe! Come, come;
Give me your wreath of flowers. Ere the sea
mar it,
Walk forth with Leonine; the air is quick there
Piercing, and sharpens well the stomach.
Come ;-

Leonine, take her by the arm, walk with her.
Mar. No, I pray you;

I'll not bereave you of your servant.

Dion. Come, come;

I love the king your father, and yourself,
With more than foreign heart. We every day
Expect him here; when he shall come, and find
Our paragon to all reports, thus blasted,
He will repent the breadth of his great voyage;
Blame both my lord and me, that we have ta'en
No care to your best courses. Go, I pray you,
Walk, and be cheerful once again; reserve
That excellent complexion, which did steal
The eyes of young and old. Care not for me;
I can go home alone.

Mar. Well, I will go;

But yet I have no desire to it.

Dion. Come, come, I know 'tis good for you. Walk half an hour, Leonine, at the least: Remember what I have said.

Leon. I warrant you, madam.

Dion. I'll leave you, my sweet lady, for a
while;

Pray you walk softly, do not heat your blood:
What! I must have a care of you.
Mar. Thanks, sweet madam.-

Mar. My father, as nurse said, did never fear,

Is this wind westerly that blows?
Leon. South west.
Mar. When I was born, the wind was north.
Leon. Was't so ?

• The earth.

+ Countenance. 1 L. e. Ere the coming in of the tide prevent you.

And thrown into the sea.-But I'll see further:
Perhaps they will but please themselves upon her,
Not carry her aboard. If she remain,
Whom they have ravish'd, must by me be slain.
[Exit.
SCENE III.-Mitylene.-A Room in a
Brothel.

Enter PANDER, BAWD, and BOULT.
Pund. Boult.

Boult. Sir.

Pand. Search the market narrowly; Mitylene is full of gallants. We lost too much money this [Exit DIONYZA. mart, by being too wenchless.

Bawd. We were never so much out of creatures. We have but poor three, and they can do no more than they can do; and with continual action are even as good as rotten.

Pand. Therefore let's have fresh ones, what

• A ship-boy.

Enter PIRATES, whilst MARINA is struggling.
1 Pirate. Hold, villain !
[LEONINE runs away.

2 Pirate. A prize! a prize!

3 Pirate. Half-part, mates, half-part. let's have her aboard suddenly.

Come [Exeunt PIRATES with MARINA. SCENE II.-The same.

Re-enter LEONINE.

Leon. These roving thieves serve the great pirate Valdes;

And they have seiz'd Marina. Let her go: There's no hope she'll return. I'll swear she's dead,

e'er we pay for them. If there be not a consci- | shall have the difference of all complexions.
ence to be us'd in every trade, we shall never What! do you stop your ears?
prosper.
Mar. Are you a woman?

Bawd. What would you have me be, an I be not a woman?

Y

Bawd. Thou say'st true: 'tis not the bringing ap of poor bastards, as I think I have brought up some eleven-

Bewd. Why, to give over, I pray you? Is it a shame to get when we are old?

Pand, Oh! our credit comes not in like the commodity; nor the commodity wages not with the danger: therefore, if in our youths we could pick up some pretty estate, 'twere not amiss to keep our door hatch'd. Besides, the sore terms we stand upon with the gods, will be strong with us for giving over.

Bawd. Come, other sorts offend as well as we. Pand. As well as we! ay, and better too; we offend worse. Neither is our profession any trade; it's no calling :-but here comes Boult.

Enter the PIRATES, and BOULT, dragging in
MARINA.

Boult. Come your ways. [To MARINA.]-My masters, you say she's a virgin?

1 Pirate. O Sir, we doubt it not. Boult. Master, I have gone thorough for this piece, you see if you like her, so; if not, I have lost my earnest.

Bawd. Boult, has she any qualities? Boult. She has good face, speaks well, and has excellent good clothes; there's no further necessity of qualities can make her be refused. Bawd. What's her price, Boult? Boult. I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces.

Pand. Well, follow me, my masters; you shall have your money presently. Wife, take her in; instruct her what she has to do, that she may not be raw in her entertainment. I [Exeunt PANDER and PIRATES. Bawd. Boult, take you the marks of her; the colour of her hair, complexion, height, age, with warrant of her virginity; and cry, He that will give most, shall have her first. Such a maidenhead were no cheap thing; if men were as they have been. Get this done as I command

you.

scape bis hands, where I was like to die. Rawd. Ay, and you shall live in pleasure. Mar. No.

Mar. An honest woman, or not a woman. Bawd. Marry, whip thee, gosling: I think I shall have something to do with you. Come, you are a young foolish sapling, and must be bowed as I would have you.

Buwd. Yes, indeed, shall you, and taste genemen of all fashions. You shall fare well; you

Le. Half open.

Mar. The gods defend me!

Bawd. If it please the gods to defend you by men, then men must comfort you, men must feed you, men must stir you up.-Boult's returned.

+Bid a high price for her * Unskilful in what she has to do.

Enter BOULT.

Now, Sir, hast thou cried her through the market?

Boult. I have cried her almost to the numberof her hairs; I have drawn her picture with my

voice.

Bawd. And I pr'ythee tell me, how dost thou find the inclination of the people, especially of the younger sort?

Boult. 'Faith, they listened to me, as they would have hearkened to their father's testament. There was a Spaniard's mouth so watered, that he went to bed to her very description.

Bawd. We shall have him here to-morrow with his best ruff on.

Boult. To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do hams? you know the French knight that cowers i'the

Bawd. Who? Monsieur Veroles?

Boult. Ay; he offered to cut a caper at the proclamation; but he made a groan at it, and swore he would see her to-morrow.

Boult. Performance shall follow.
[Exit BOULT.joint,-
Mar. Alack, that Leonine was so slack, so
slow!

Bawd. Well, well as for him, he brought his disease hither: here he does but repair it. I know, he will come in our shadow, to scatter his crowns in the sun.

Boult. Well, if we had of every nation a traveller, we should lodge them with this sign.

Bawd. Pray you, come hither awhile. You have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must seem to do that fearfully, which you commit willingly; to despise profit, where you have most gain. To weep that you live as you do, makes pity in your lovers: Seldom, but that pity begets you a good opinion, and that opinion a mere + profit.

Mar. I understand you not.

Boult. O, take her home, mistress, take her home: these blushes of her's must be quenched with some present practice.

(He should have struck, not spoke ;) or that these pirates

Not enough barbarous,) had not overboard
Thrown me, to seek my mother!

Bawd. Why lament you, pretty one?
Mar. That I am pretty.

Bawd. Boult, spend thou that in the town; report what a sojourner we have; you'll lose no

Bawd. Come, the gods have done their part in thing by custom. When nature framed this piece, she meant thee a good turn; therefore say what

Ton.

a paragon she is, and thou hast the harvest out

黑

Mar. I accuse them not.

Bawd. You are lit into my hands, where you of thine own report.

e like to live.

Mar. The more my fault,

Bawd. Thou say'st true, i'faith, so they must: for your bride goes to that with shame, which is her way to go with warrant.

Boult. 'Faith some do, and some do not. But, mistress, if I have bargained for the

Bawd. Thou may'st cut a morsel off the spit.
Boult. I may so.

Bawd. Who should deny it? Come, young one, I like the manner of your garments well. Boult. Ay, by my faith, they shall not be changed yet.

Boult. I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall

not so awake the beds of eels, as my giving out her beauty stir up the lewdly-inclined. I'll bring home some to-night.

Bawd. Come your ways; follow me.

Mar. If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters
Untied I still my virgin knot will keep.
Diana, aid my purpose!

[deep

• Bends.

† A certain profit.

164

Bawd. What have you to do with 'Diana? Pray you, will you go with us?

[Exeunt.

1

SCENE IV.-Tharsus.-A Room in CLEON'S

1

PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE.

you,

To learn of me, who stand i'the gap to teach
you,

The stages of our story. Pericles

is now again thwarting the wayward seas,
(Attended on by many a lord and knight,)
To see his daughter, all his life's delight.
Old. Escanes, whom Helicanus late
Advanc'd in time to great and high estate,
Is left to govern. Bear you it in mind,
Old Helicanus goes along behind.

Well-sailing ships, and bounteous winds, have
1*
brought

I'the justice of compare! O villain Leonine,
Whom thou hast poison'd too!

This king to Tharsus, (think his pilot thought;
So with his steerage shall your thoughts grow
on,)

If thou hadst drunk to him, it had been a kind-To fetch his daughter home, who first is gone.
Like motes and shadows see them move a-
while;

ness

Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile.

Dumb show.

House.

Enter CLEON and DIONYZA.

Dion. Why are you foolish? Can it be undone?

Cle. O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter
The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon!
Dion. I think

You'll turn a child again."

Cle. Were I chief lord of all the spacious
world,

I'd give it to undo the deed. O lady,
Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princess
To equal any single crown o'the earth,

Becoming well thy feat: what canst thou say,
When noble Pericles shall demand his child?

Dion. That she is dead. Nurses are not the
[fates
To foster it, nor ever to preserve.
Who can cross
She died by night; I'll say so.

it?

Unless you play the impious innocent, †
And, for an honest attribute, cry out
She died by foul play.

Well, well,

Act IV.

Making (to take your imagination,)
From bourn to bourn, region to region.
By you being pardon'd, we commit uo crime,
To use one language, in each several clime,
Where our scenes seem to live. 1 do beseech

Cle. Oh! go to.

Of all the faults beneath the heavens, the gods
Do like this worst.

Dion. Be one of those, that think
The petty wrens of Tharsus will fly hence,
And open this to Pericles. I do shame
To think of what a noble strain you are,
And of how cow'd a spirit.

Cle. To such proceeding

Who ever but his approbation added,
Though not his preconsent, he did not flow
From honourable courses.

Dion. Be it so then:

Yet none does know, but you, how she
dead,

Nor none can know, Leonine being gone.
She did disdain my child, and stood between
Her and her fortunes: None would look on

came

Gow. See how belief may suffer by foul show! This borrow'd passion stands for true old woe; And Pericles, in sorrow all devour'd,

With sighs shot through, and biggest tears o'er-
showr'd,

Leaves Tharsus, and again embarks. He swears
Never to wash his face, nor cut his hairs:
He puts on sackcloth, and to sea. He bears
A tempest, which his mortal vessel + tears,
And yet he rides it out. Now please you wit
The epitaph is for Marina writ
By wicked Dionyza.

[Reads the inscription on MARINA'S
Monument.

her,

But cast their gazes on Marina's face;
Whilst ours was blurted at, and held a malkin,
Not worth the time of day. It pierc'd
thorough;

The fairest, sweet'st, and best, lies here,
Who wither'd in her spring of year.
She was of Tyrus, the king's daughter,
On whom fout death hath made this slangh-

me

And though you call my course unnatural,
You not your child well loving, yet I find,
It greets me as an enterprise of kindness,
Perform'd to your sole & daughter.

Cle. Heavens forgive it !
Dion. And as for Pericles,
What should he say?
hearse,

We wept after

her monument

And even yet we mourn
Is almost finish'd, and her epitaphs
In glittering golden characters express
A general praise to her, and care in us
At whose expense 'tis done.

Cle. Thou art like the harpy,
Which, to betray, doth wear an angel's face,
Seize with an eagle's talons.

Dion. You are like one that superstitiously
Doth swear to the gods, that winter kills the
flies:

But yet I know you'll do as I advise.

Enter at one door PERICLES, with his Train ;
CLEON
CLEON, and DIONYZA at the other.
shows PERICLES the tomb of MARINA;
whereat PERICLES makes lamentation, puts
on Sackcloth, and in a mighty passion
departs. Then CLEON and DIONYZA re-
tire.

1 Gent. But to have divinity preached there ! Did you ever dream of such a thing?

2 Gent. No, no. Come, I am for no more bawdy-houses: shall we go hear the vestals sing?

1 Gent. I'll do any thing now that is virtuous; but I am out of the road of rutting, for ever. [Exeunt.

SCENE VI.-The same.-A Room in the
Brothel.

Enter PANDER, BAWD, and Boult. Pand. Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her, she had ne'er come here.

Bawd. Fie, fie upon her; she is able to freeze the god Priapus, and undo a whole generation. We must either get her ravish'd, or be rid of her. When she should do for clients ber fitment, and do me the kindness of our profession, she has me her quirks, her reasons, her masterreasons, her prayers, her knees; that she would make a puritan of the devil, if he should cheapen a kiss of her.

Boult. 'Faith I must ravish her, or she'll disfurnish us of all our cavaliers, and make all our swearers priests.

Pand. Now, the pox upon her green-sickness for me!

Lys. What, pr'ythee?

Boult. O Sir, I can be modest. Lys. That dignifies the renown of a bawd, no less than it gives a good report to a number to

be chaste.

to him indeed; but how honourable he is in
that, I know not.

***

Bawd. 'Pray you, without any more virginal fencing, will you use him kiudly? He will line your apron with gold.

11

སཱིན རཱ།ཟླ་

Mar. What he will do graciously, I will thankfully receive.

Lys. Have you done?

Bawd. My lord, she's not paced yet; you
must take some pains to work her to your
manage. Come, we will leave his honour and
her together.

[Excunt BAWD, Pander, and.
BOULT.

¿

Lys. Go thy ways.-Now, pretty one, how
long have you been at this trade?
Mar. What trade, Sir?

鷺

Lys. What I cannot name, but I shall offend.

;

[To MARINA, whom she takes aside. Mar. I desire to find him so, that I may worily note him.

Bawd. Next, he's the governor of this coun-
, and a man whom I am bound to.
Mar. If be govern the country, you are bound

• How much shall I give for?

Mar. I cannot be offended with my trade.
Please you to name it.

Ly. How long have you been of this profes. sion?

Mar. Ever since I can remember.

Lys. Did you go to it so young? Were you a gamester at five, or at seven ?

Mar. Earlier too, Sir, if now I be one.

Lys. You may so; 'tis the better for you that
your resorters stand upon sound legs. How now,
Wholesome iniquity? Have you that a man may
deal withal, and defy the surgeon?
Bawd. We have here one, Sir, if she would Lys. How's this? how's this?-Some more;
but there never came her like in Mity--be sage.

lene.

Lys. If she'd do the deeds of darkness, thou would'st say.

Bared. Your honour knows what 'tis to well enough.

say,

Lys. Well; call forth, call forth. Boult. For flesh and blood, Sir, white and red, you shall see a rose; and she were a rose indeed, if she had but

Lys. Why, the house you dwell in,' proclaims you to be a creature of sale.

Mar. Do you know this house to be a place of such resort, and will come into it? I hear say, you are of honourable parts, and are the governor of this place.

Lys. Why, hath your principal made known unto you who I am?

Mar. Who is my principal?

Lys. Why, your herb woman: she that sets seeds and roots of shame and iniquity. Oh! you have heard something of my power, and so stand aloof for more serious wooing. But I protest to thee, pretty one, my authority shall not see thee, or else look friendly upon thee. Come, bring me to some private place. Come,

come.

Mar. If you were born to honour, show it

now;

If put upon you, make the judgment good
That thought you worthy of it.

Mar. For me,

That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune
Hath plac'd me here within this loathsome sty,
Where, since I came, diseases have been sold
Dearer than physic,-O that the good gods
Would set me free from this unhallow'd place,
Though they did change me to the meanest bird
That flies i'the purer air!

Lys. I did not think

Thou couldst have spoke so well; ne'er dream'd
thou couldst.

Had I brought hither a corrupted mind,
Thy speech had alter'd it. Hole, here's gold for

thee:
Perséver still in that clear way thou goest,
And the gods strengthen thee I

Mar. The gods preserve you!
Lys. For me, be you thoughten
That I came with no ill intent: for to me
The very doors and windows savour vilely.
Farewell. Thou art a piece of virtue, and
I doubt not but thy training hath been noble.--
Hold; here's more gold for thee.

A curse upon him, die he like a thief,
That robs thee of thy goodness! If thou hear'ət
from me,
It shall be for thy good.

[AS LYSIMACHUS is putting up his Purse.
BOULT enters.

Boult. I beseech your honour, one piece for
me.

Lys. Avaunt, thou damned door-keeper! Your
house,

A wanton.

Re-enter BAWD.

Bawd. How now! what's the matter? Boult. Worse and worse, mistress: she has here spoken holy words to the lord Lysima. chus.

Bawd. Oh! abominable!

Boult. She makes our profession as it were to stink afore the face of the gods.

Bawd. Marry, hang her up for ever!

Boult. The nobleman would have dealt with her like a nobleman, and she sent him away as cold as a snowball; saying his prayers too.

Bawd. Boult, take her away; use her at thy pleasure; crack the glass of her virginity, and make the rest malleable.

Boult. An if she were a thornier piece of ground than she is, she shall be ploughed.

Mar. Hark, hark, you gods!

Bawd. She conjures away with her. Would she had never come within my doors! Marry hang you! She's born to undo us. Will you not go the way of women-kind? Marry come up, my dish of chastity with rosemary and bays! [Exit BAWD. Boult. Come. mistress; come your way with

Boult. Why, I could wish him to be my master, or rather, my mistress. Mar. Neither of these are yet so bad as thou

art

Since they do better thee in their command.
Thou hold'st a place, for which the pained'st
Gend
Of hell would not in reputation change:
Thou'rt the damn'd door-keeper to every
strel +

Into an honest house, our story says.
She sings like one immortal, and she dances
As goddess-like to her admired lays :
Deep clerks she dumbs; and with her neeld
composes
Nature's own shape, of bud, bird, branch, or
berry ;

That even her art sisters the natural roses :
Her inkle, silk, twine with the rubied cherry:
That pupils lacks she none of noble race,
Who pour their bounty on her; and her gain
She gives the cursed bawd. Here we her
place;
And to her father turn our thoughts again.

me.

Mar. Whither would you have me? Boult. To take from you the jewel you hold Where we left him, on the sea. We there bim so dear.

Mar. Pr'ythee tell me one thing first.
Boult. Come now, your one thing.
Mar. What canst thou wish thine enemy to
be?

That hither comes enquiring for his tib;
To the choleric fisting of each rogue thy ear
Is liable; thy very food is such
As hath been belch'd on by infected lungs.

Boult. What would you have me? go to the wars, would you? where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough in the end to buy him a wooden

one ?

Mar. Do any thing but this thou doest.
Empty

I doubt not but this populous city will
Yield many scholars.

Boult. But can you teach all this you speak of ?

Mar. Prove that I cannot, take me home again,

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 banners sable, trimm'd with rich expense; And to him in his barge with fervour hies. In your supposing once more put your sight; Of heavy Pericles think this the bark : Where, what is done in action, more, if might, coy-Shall be discover'd; please you, sit, and hark. [Exit.

Old receptacles, common sewers, of filth;
Serve by indenture to the comman hangman;
Any of these ways are better yet than this:
For that which thou professest, a baboon,
Could he but speak, would own a name too
dear.

Oh! that the gods would safely from this place
Deliver me! Here, here is gold for thee.
If that thy master would gain aught by me,
Proclaim that I can sing, weave, sew, and
dance,
With other virtues, which I'll keep from
boast;
And I will undertake all these to teach.

• Canopy of heaven.

Paltry fellow.

And prostitute me to the basest groom
That doth frequent your house.

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

ost;

Whence, driven before the winds, he is arriv'd
Here where his daughter dwells; and on this