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Pericles: Act III, Scene 3

Pericles
Act III, Scene 3

Tarsus. A room in Cleon’s house.

  1. Enter Pericles at Tharsus with Cleon and Dionyza and
  2. Lychorida with Marina in her arms.

Pericles

1 - 5
  1. Most honor’d Cleon, I must needs be gone.
  2. My twelve months are expir’d, and Tyrus stands
  3. In a litigious peace. You and your lady
  4. Take from my heart all thankfulness! The gods
  5. Make up the rest upon you!

Cleon

6 - 7
  1. Your shakes of fortune, though they haunt you mortally,
  2. Yet glance full wond’ringly on us.

Dionyza

8 - 10
  1.                                    O your sweet queen!
  2. That the strict fates had pleas’d you had brought her hither
  3. To have blest mine eyes with her!

Pericles

11 - 19
  1.                                   We cannot but obey
  2. The powers above us. Could I rage and roar
  3. As doth the sea she lies in, yet the end
  4. Must be as ’tis. My gentle babe Marina, whom,
  5. For she was born at sea, I have nam’d so, here
  6. I charge your charity withal; leaving her
  7. The infant of your care, beseeching you
  8. To give her princely training, that she may be
  9. Manner’d as she is born.

Cleon

20 - 28
  1.                          Fear not, my lord, but think
  2. Your Grace, that fed my country with your corn,
  3. For which the people’s prayers still fall upon you,
  4. Must in your child be thought on. If neglection
  5. Should therein make me vile, the common body,
  6. By you reliev’d, would force me to my duty;
  7. But if to that my nature need a spur,
  8. The gods revenge it upon me and mine
  9. To the end of generation!

Pericles

29 - 36
  1.                           I believe you,
  2. Your honor and your goodness teach me to’t
  3. Without your vows. Till she be married, madam,
  4. By bright Diana, whom we honor, all
  5. Unscissor’d shall this hair of mine remain,
  6. Though I show ill in’t. So I take my leave.
  7. Good madam, make me blessed in your care
  8. In bringing up my child.

Dionyza

37 - 39
  1.                          I have one myself,
  2. Who shall not be more dear to my respect
  3. Than yours, my lord.

Pericles

40
  1.                      Madam, my thanks and prayers.

Cleon

41 - 43
  1. We’ll bring your Grace e’en to the edge a’ th’ shore,
  2. Then give you up to the mask’d Neptune and
  3. The gentlest winds of heaven.

Pericles

44 - 48
  1.                               I will embrace
  2. Your offer. Come, dearest madam. O, no tears,
  3. Lychorida, no tears.
  4. Look to your little mistress, on whose grace
  5. You may depend hereafter. Come, my lord.
  1. Exeunt.
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