Act II, Scene 5
Pentapolis. A room in the palace.
- Enter the King Simonides, reading of a letter, at one door;
- the Knights meet him.
- Good morrow to the good Simonides.
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- Knights, from my daughter this I let you know,
- That for this twelvemonth she’ll not undertake
- A married life.
- Her reason to herself is only known,
- Which from her by no means can I get.
- May we not get access to her, my lord?
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- Faith, by no means, she hath so strictly tied
- Her to her chamber, that ’tis impossible.
- One twelve moons more she’ll wear Diana’s livery;
This by the eye of Cynthia hath she vowed,
Feb 25, 2019 MikoBoth “Diana” and “Cynthia” are names for the goddess of the moon and of virginity.
- And on her virgin honor will not break it.
- Loath to bid farewell, we take our leaves.
- Exeunt Knights.
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- They are well dispatch’d; now to my daughter’s letter.
- She tells me here, she’ll wed the stranger knight,
- Or never more to view nor day nor light.
- ’Tis well, mistress, your choice agrees with mine;
- I like that well. Nay, how absolute she’s in’t,
- Not minding whether I dislike or no!
- Well, I do commend her choice,
- And will no longer have it be delayed.
- Soft, here he comes, I must dissemble it.
- Enter Pericles.
- All fortune to the good Simonides!
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- To you as much! Sir, I am beholding to you
- For your sweet music this last night. I do
- Protest my ears were never better fed
- With such delightful pleasing harmony.
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- It is your Grace’s pleasure to commend,
- Not my desert.
- Sir, you are music’s master.
- The worst of all her scholars, my good lord.
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- Let me ask you one thing:
- What do you think of my daughter, sir?
- A most virtuous princess.
- And she is fair too, is she not?
- As a fair day in summer; wondrous fair.
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- Sir, my daughter thinks very well of you,
- Ay, so well, that you must be her master,
- And she will be your scholar; therefore look to it.
- I am unworthy for her schoolmaster.
- She thinks not so; peruse this writing else.
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- What’s here?
- A letter that she loves the knight of Tyre!
- ’Tis the King’s subtlety to have my life.—
- O, seek not to entrap me, gracious lord,
- A stranger and distressed gentleman,
- That never aim’d so high to love your daughter,
- But bent all offices to honor her.
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- Thou hast bewitch’d my daughter, and thou art
- A villain.
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- By the gods, I have not.
- Never did thought of mine levy offense;
- Nor never did my actions yet commence
- A deed might gain her love or your displeasure.
- Traitor, thou liest.
- Ay, traitor.
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- Even in his throat—unless it be the King—
- That calls me traitor, I return the lie.
- Now by the gods, I do applaud his courage.
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- My actions are as noble as my thoughts,
- That never relish’d of a base descent.
- I came unto your court for honor’s cause,
- And not to be a rebel to her state;
- And he that otherwise accounts of me,
- This sword shall prove he’s honor’s enemy.
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- Here comes my daughter, she can witness it.
- Enter Thaisa.
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- Then as you are as virtuous as fair,
- Resolve your angry father if my tongue
- Did e’er solicit, or my hand subscribe
- To any syllable that made love to you.
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- Why, sir, say if you had, who takes offense
- At that would make me glad?
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- Yea, mistress, are you so peremptory?
- I am glad on’t with all my heart.—
- I’ll tame you; I’ll bring you in subjection.
- Will you, not having my consent,
- Bestow your love and your affections
- Upon a stranger?
- who, for aught I know,
- May be (nor can I think the contrary)
- As great in blood as I myself.—
- Therefore hear you, mistress, either frame
- Your will to mine—and you, sir, hear you—
- Either be rul’d by me, or I’ll make you—
- Man and wife.
- Nay come, your hands and lips must seal it too;
- And being join’d, I’ll thus your hopes destroy,
- And for further grief—God give you joy!
- What, are you both pleased?
- Yes, if you love me, sir.
- Even as my life my blood that fosters it.
- What, are you both agreed?
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- Yes, if’t please your Majesty.
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- It pleaseth me so well that I will see you wed,
- And then with what haste you can, get you to bed.