Pericles, Prince of Tyre: ACT III
Introduction ACT I ACT II ACT III [Prologue] SCENE I SCENE II. Ephesus. A room in CERIMON's house. SCENE III. Tarsus. A room in CLEON's house. SCENE IV. Ephesus. A room in CERIMON's house. ACT IV ACT V About the Play Feedback			Search: All the plays Hamlet Coriolanus Julius Caesar King Lear Macbeth Othello Romeo and Juliet Richard II Richard III Titus Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Timon of Athens Henry IV Part 1 Henry IV Part 2 Henry the Fifth Henry VI Part 1 Henry VI Part 2 Henry VI Part 3 Henry VIII King John Pericles Troilus and Cressida All's Well... As You Like It The Comedy of Errors Cymbeline A Midsummer... Love's Labour's Lost Measure for Measure The Merry Wives... Much Ado about Nothing The Merchant of Venice Twelfth Night The Taming of... The Tempest The Two Gentlemen... The Winter's Tale    for: SCENE III. Tarsus. A room in CLEON's house. Enter PERICLES, CLEON, DIONYZA, and LYCHORIDA with MARINA in her arms PERICLES       Most honour'd Cleon, I must needs be gone;       My twelve months are expired, and Tyrus stands       In a litigious peace. You, and your lady,       Take from my heart all thankfulness! The gods 5     Make up the rest upon you! CLEON       Your shafts of fortune, though they hurt you mortally,       Yet glance full wanderingly on us. DIONYZA       O your sweet queen!       That the strict fates had pleased you had brought her hither, 10    To have bless'd mine eyes with her! PERICLES       We cannot but obey       The powers above us. Could I rage and roar       As doth the sea she lies in, yet the end       Must be as 'tis. My gentle babe Marina, whom, 15    For she was born at sea, I have named so, here       I charge your charity withal, leaving her       The infant of your care; beseeching you       To give her princely training, that she may be       Manner'd as she is born. CLEON 20    Fear not, my lord, but think       Your grace, that fed my country with your corn,       For which the people's prayers still fall upon you,       Must in your child be thought on. If neglection       Should therein make me vile, the common body, 25    By you relieved, would force me to my duty:       But if to that my nature need a spur,       The gods revenge it upon me and mine,       To the end of generation! PERICLES       I believe you; 30    Your honour and your goodness teach me to't,       Without your vows. Till she be married, madam,       By bright Diana, whom we honour, all       Unscissor'd shall this hair of mine remain,       Though I show ill in't. So I take my leave. 35    Good madam, make me blessed in your care       In bringing up my child. DIONYZA       I have one myself,       Who shall not be more dear to my respect       Than yours, my lord. PERICLES 40    Madam, my thanks and prayers. CLEON       We'll bring your grace e'en to the edge o' the shore,       Then give you up to the mask'd Neptune and       The gentlest winds of heaven. PERICLES       I will embrace 45    Your offer. Come, dearest madam. O, no tears,       Lychorida, no tears:       Look to your little mistress, on whose grace       You may depend hereafter. Come, my lord. Exeunt Return to top of page ... or ... Go to next scene