Act I, Scene ii
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| | PERICLES.[To Lords without.] | |
| | Let none disturb us.—Why should this change of thoughts, | |
| | The sad companion, dull-eyed melancholy, | |
| | Be my so used a guest as not an hour, | |
| | In the day's glorious walk, or peaceful night, | |
| | The tomb where grief should sleep, can breed me quiet? | |
| | Here pleasures court mine eyes, and mine eyes shun them, | |
| | And danger, which I fear'd, is at Antioch, | |
| | Whose arm seems far too short to hit me here: | |
| | Yet neither pleasure's art can joy my spirits, | |
| | Nor yet the other's distance comfort me. | |
| | Then it is thus: the passions of the mind, | |
| | That have their first conception by mis-dread | |
| | Have after-nourishment and life by care; | |
| | And what was first but fear what might he done, | |
| | Grows elder now and cares it be not done. | |
| | And so with me: the great Antiochus, | |
| | 'Gainst whom I am too little to contend, | |
| | Since he 's so great can make his will his act, | |
| | Will think me speaking, though I swear to silence; | |
| | Nor boots it me to say I honour him. | |
| | If he suspect I may dishonour him: | |
| | And what may make him blush in being known, | |
| | He'll stop the course by which it might be known; | |
| | With hostile forces he'11 o'erspread the land, | |
| | And with the ostent of war will look so huge, | |
| | Amazement shall drive courage from the state; | |
| | Our men be vanquish'd ere they do resist, | |
| | And subjects punish'd that ne'er thought offence: | |
| | Which care of them, not pity of myself, | |
| | Who am no more but as the tops of trees, | |
| | Which fence the roots they grow by and defend them, | |
| | Makes both my body pine and soul to languish, | |
| | And punish that before that he would punish. | |
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| | FIRST LORD.: | |
| | Joy and all comfort in your sacred breast! | |
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| | SECOND LORD.: | |
| | And keep your mind, till you return to us, | |
| | Peaceful and comfortable! | |
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| | HELICANUS.: | |
| | Peace, peace, and give experience tongue. | |
| | They do abuse the king that flatter him: | |
| | For flattery is the bellows blows up sin; | |
| | The thing the which is flatter'd, but a spark, | |
| | To which that blast gives heat and stronger glowing: | |
| | Whereas reproof, obedient and in order, | |
| | Fits kings, as they are men, for they may err. | |
| | When Signior Sooth here does proclaim a peace, | |
| | He flatters you, makes war upon your life. | |
| | Prince, pardon me, or strike me, if you please; | |
| | I cannot be much lower than my knees. | |
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| | PERICLES.: | |
| | All leave us else; but let your cares o'erlook | |
| | What shipping and what lading is in our haven, | |
| | And then return to us. | |
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| | Helicanus, thou | |
| | Hast moved us: what seest thou in our looks? | |
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| | HELICANUS.: | |
| | An angry brow, dread lord. | |
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| | PERICLES.: | |
| | If there be such a dart in princes' frowns, | |
| | How durst thy tongue move anger to our face? | |
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| | HELICANUS.: | |
| | How dare the plants look up to heaven, from whence | |
| | They have their nourishment? | |
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| | PERICLES.: | |
| | Thou know'st I have power | |
| | To take thy life from thee. | |
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| | HELICANUS.[Kneeling.] | |
| | I have ground the axe myself; | |
| | Do you but strike the blow. | |
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| | PERICLES.: | |
| | Rise, prithee, rise. | |
| | Sit down: thou art no flatterer: | |
| | I thank thee for it; and heaven forbid | |
| | That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid! | |
| | Fit counsellor and servant for a prince, | |
| | Who by thy wisdom makest a prince thy servant, | |
| | What wouldst thou have me do? | |
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| | HELICANUS.: | |
| | To bear with patience | |
| | Such griefs as you yourself do lay upon yourself. | |
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| | PERICLES.: | |
| | Thou speak'st like a physician, Helicanus, | |
| | That minister'st a potion unto me | |
| | That thou wouldst tremble to receive thyself. | |
| | Attend me, then: I went to Antioch, | |
| | And there as thou know'st, against the face of death, | |
| | I sought the purchase of a glorious beauty, | |
| | From whence an issue I might propagate, | |
| | Are arms to princes, and bring joys to subjects. | |
| | Her face was to mine eye beyond all wonder; | |
| | The rest—hark in thine ear—as black as incest: | |
| | Which by my knowledge found, the sinful father | |
| | Seem'd not to strike, but smooth: but thou know'st this, | |
| | 'Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss. | |
| | Which fear so grew in me, I hither fled, | |
| | Under the covering of a careful night, | |
| | Who seem'd my good protector; and, being here, | |
| | Bethought me what was past, what might succeed. | |
| | I knew him tyrannous; and tyrants' fears | |
| | Decrease not, but grow faster than the years: | |
| | And should he doubt it, as no doubt he doth, | |
| | That I should open to the listening air | |
| | How many worthy princes' bloods were shed, | |
| | To keep his bed of blackness unlaid ope, | |
| | To lop that doubt, he'll fill this land with arms, | |
| | And make pretence of wrong that I have done him; | |
| | When all, for mine, if I may call offence, | |
| | Must feel war's blow, who spares not innocence: | |
| | Which love to all, of which thyself art one, | |
| | Who now reprovest me for it,— | |
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| | PERICLES.: | |
| | Drew sleep out of mine eyes, blood from my cheeks, | |
| | Musings into my mind, with thousand doubts | |
| | How I might stop this tempest ere it came; | |
| | And finding little comfort to relieve them, | |
| | I thought it princely charity to grieve them. | |
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| | HELICANUS.: | |
| | Well, my lord, since you have given me leave to speak, | |
| | Freely will I speak. Antiochus you fear, | |
| | And justly too, I think, you fear the tyrant, | |
| | Who either by public war or private treason | |
| | Will take away your life. | |
| | Therefore, my lord, go travel for a while, | |
| | Till that his rage and anger be forgot, | |
| | Or till the Destinies do cut his thread of life. | |
| | Your rule direct to any; if to me, | |
| | Day serves not light more faithful than I'll be. | |
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| | PERICLES.: | |
| | I do not doubt thy faith; | |
| | But should he wrong my liberties in my absence? | |
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| | HELCANUS.: | |
| | We'll mingle our bloods together in the earth, | |
| | From whence we had our being and our birth. | |
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| | PERICLES.: | |
| | Tyre, I now look from thee then, and to Tarsus | |
| | Intend my travel, where I'll hear from thee; | |
| | And by whose letters I'll dispose myself. | |
| | The care I had and have of subjects' good | |
| | On thee I lay, whose wisdom's strength can bear it. | |
| | I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath: | |
| | Who shuns not to break one will sure crack both: | |
| | But in our orbs we'll live so round and safe, | |
| | That time of both this truth shall ne'er convince, | |
| | Thou show'dst a subject's shine, I a true prince. | |
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