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She, questionless, with her sweet harmony.
And other chosen attractions, would allure,
And make a battery through his deafen'd parts,
Which now are midway stopp'd :
She is all happy as the fairest of all.
And, with her fellow-maids, is now upon
The leafy shelter that abuts against
The island's side.

[Wftispers one of the attendant TLotAs, Sat
Lord tin the barge of LrsiMACHUS.
Hd, Sure, all's effectless; yet nothing well
omit
That bears recovery's name. Baft since your

kindness
We have stretch'd thus far^ let^TlMneoh you.



Th«t fi>r our gold we ma^ provision haTe,
Wherein we are not destitnte for want,
But wearj for ttie stalenees*

L^ O, sir, a oonrtesy,

Which if we shonld deny, the most just Qod
For every fpnS woaid send a caterpillar,
And so inflict oar province. — Yet once more
Let me entreat to know at large the caose
Of yoor kind's sorrow.

Ud. Sit, sir, I will recoont it to 70a.
Bat see, 1 am prevented.



EnJter^ from the hargCf Lord, Masiha, and a young
Lady.

Lyi. here"^ the lady that I sent for. Wel-
come, fiur one !
Is*t not a goodl J presence ?

Hel, She's a gallant lady.

Ly$, She's such a one, that were I well assnr'd
Game of a gentle kind, and noble stock,
l*d wish no better choice, and tliink me rarely

wed.
Fair one, all goodness that consbts in boanty
Expect even here, where is a kinglv patient :
If that thy prosperoos and artiticuu feat
Can draw him but to answer thee in aaght,
Thy sacred physio shall receive soch pay
As thy desires can wish.

Mar, Sir, I will ose

My ntmost skill in his recovery,
Provided none bat I and my oompanioa
Be saffer*d to come near liim.

Lm, Come, let us leave her.
Ana the gods make her prosperous I

[Marika 8mg$,

Jm Mark*dheyoiirmasic?

Mar, No, nor looked 00 us.

Lffs, See, she will speak to him.

Mar, Uail, sirl my lord,
Lend ear.

Bar, Hum, hal

ifor. I am a maid,
My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes.
But have been gaz'd on like a comet: ihe

Mv lord, tbatTmay be, hath endured a grief
Might equal yours, if both were iustly weigh'd.
Though wa^ard fortune did malign my state,
Mv derivation was Arom ancestors
Who stood equivalent with mighty kings :
But time hath rooted out my parentage
And to the world and awkward casualties
Bound me in servitude.— I will desist:
But there b something glows upon mv cheek,
And wliispers in mine ear, ** Go not tul he speak.**

[Aside.

Per, My fortnnes—parentage— good parentage —
To equal mine 1 was it not thus? what say you ?

Mar. I said, my lord, if yoa did know my
pwwtisge.
Tea would not do me violence.

At. 1 do think so. Pray yoo, tarn your eyes
vpon me.
Toa are like somethUig, that^What ooontry-

woman?
Here of these chores?

Mar, No, nor of any shores :

Tet I was mortally brought forth, and am
No other than I appear.

Bar. I am great with woe, and shall deliver
weeping.
My dearest wife was lik« this maid, and raoh a



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My daaghter might have been: my qoeen's square

brows;
Her stature to an inch: as wand-like straight;
As silver- voic'd ; her eyes as jewel-like,
And cas'd as riolily: in pace another Juno;
Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them

hungr]r
The more she gives them*speech. Where do yon
live?

Mar. Where I am but a stranger: firom the deck
You may discern the place.

Per, Where were you bredf

And how achieved yon these endowments, whiok
Yon make more rich to owe?

Mar. If I should tell my history, it would
seem
Like lies disdain'd in the reporting.

Per, Prithee, speak i

Falseness cannot come fh>m thee, for thou look'st
Modest as Justice, and thou seem'st a palace
For the crown'd Trath to dwell m: 111 believe

thee,
And make my senses credit thy relation.
To points that seem impossible ; for thoa look'st
Like one 1 lov'd indeed. What were thy friends?
Didst thou not say, wlien I did posh thee back
(Which was when I perceiv'd thee), that thoa

cam'st
From good descending?

Mar, 80 indeed I did.

Per, Report thy parentage. I think thou said^t
Thou hadst been toss'd from wrong to injury,
And that thou thought'st thy griefs might equal

mine.
If both were open'd.

Mar, Some such thing I said, and said no



But what my thoughts did warrant me was
likely.

Pbt, Tell thv story ;
If thine, consider d, prove the thousandth part
Of my endurance, thou art a man, and I
Have suffer d like a girl : yet thou dost look
Like Patience, gazing on kings' graves, and

smiling
Extremity out of act. What were thy friends?
How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind

virgin ?
Seeoant. I do beseech thee ; come, sit by me.

Mar. My name is Marina.

Par. O, I am mock'd.
And thoa by some incensed god sent hither
To make the world to laugh at me.

Mar, Patience, good sir. or here 111 cease.

Per, Nay, 111 be patient;
Thoa little knowst how thoa dost startle me.
To call thyself Marina.

Mar, The name was given me

By one that had some power; my &ther and a
king.

Par, Howl a king% danghter, and call'd
Marina?

Mar. You said yon would believe me;
But, not to be a troubler of your peace,
I will end here.

Per, But are you flesh and blood?

Have you a working pulse? and are no (kiry^

motion?
Well; speak on. Where were you bom?
And wherefore call'd Marina?

ifor. CaU*d Marina,

For I was bora at 1

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Mar, Mymotber was fbe daughter of a king;
Who died the verj minate I was born,
An my good nnrse Ljchorida hath oft
T)eliver^ weeping.

F», OfStop therealitUe!
This is the rarest dream that e*er dnll sleep
Did mock sad fools withal : this cannot be
Mj daughter boned. {Amdu\ Well;'-where

were yon bred?
Ill hear yon more, to the bottom of your story,
And never intermpt yon.

Mar, Yooll scarce believe me; *twere best I
did give o*er.

Ftr, I will believe you by the syllable
Of what yoa shall deliver. Tet give me

leave —
How came yoa in these parts ? wliere were yon
bred?

Mar, The king, my iather, did in Tharsos
leave me;
Till omel Cleon, with his wicked wife,
Did seek to murther me: and having woo*d
A villain to attempt it, who havmg drawn to

do*tj
A crew of pirates came and rescaed me ;
Brought me to Mitylene. But, good sir,

whither
WUlyon have me? Why do yoa weep? It may

be
Yoa think me an impostor; no, good fidthi
I am the daughter to king Pericles,
If good kingPericIes be.

rer. Ho, Helicanas!

Ed, Calls my lord?

Fer, Thou art a- grave and noble counsellor.
Most wise in ^;eneral ; tell me, if thou canst.
What this maid is, or what is like to be,
That thus hath made me weep?

Ed, I know not; but

Here is the regent, sir, of Mitylene
Speaks nobly of her.

L^ She never would tell her parentage;
Being demanded that, she woiud sit still and
weep.

Ptr, O Uelioanos, strike me, honoured sir;
Give me a gash, put me to present pain ;
Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me,
O'erbear the shores of my mortality.
And drown me with their sweetness. O oome

hither,
Thou that begetf^t him that did thee beget;
Thoa that wast bom at sea, buried at Tiiarsus,
And found at sea again!— O Helioanus.
\)own on thy knees, thank the holy gods as

loud
As thunder threatens us: This is Marina.
What was thy mother^ name? tell me bat

that.
For trath can never be confirmed enoogli.
Though doubts did ever sleep.

Mar, First, sir, I pray, what is your title?

Fer, I am Pericles of Tyre; but tell me now
My drown'd queeu% name: as in the rest yoa

said,
Thoa hast been god-like perfect, the heir of king-
doms^
And another like to Pericles thy father.

Mar, Is it no more to be your daughter, than
To say, my mother's name was Thaisa?
Thaisa was m v mother, who did end .
The minute I began.

ZVr. Now, blessing on thee, rise; thoa art my



Qive me fresh garments. Mine own, Helioaaos

she is;
Not dead at Tharsas, as she should have been.
By savage Cieon : she shall tell thee all ;
When thou shalt kneel, and justify i& know

ledge.
She is thy very princess. — Who is this .

Ed, Sir, *tis tne governor of Mitylene,
Who, hearing of your mohmcholy state,
Did come to see yoa.

Ftr, I embrace you.
Give me mv robes ; I am wild in my beholding.

heavens bless my girl I But hark, what musio %

this?
Tell Helicanus, my Marina tell him
0*er point by point, for yet he seems to doubt.
How sure ^ou are my daoghter. — Bat what
music?
EA My lord, I hear none.
Fer, None?
The musio of the spheres: list, mr Marine
£ys. It is not good to cross nim; give him

way.
P», Barest sounds do ye not hear?
Lyz, Music? My lord, I hear —
Per, Most heavenly music:

It nips me onto listening, and thick slumber
Hangs on mine eyes : let me rest. \Ea deep9,

Ly$, A pillow for his head.
So leave him all. Well, my companion-frtends,
If this but answer to my just belief,
111 well remember you.

[Eaoemi Ltsimachus, Hbuoaitus, Mabima,
ondaUendcmtLmAj.

SCENE IL— The same.

PBRIGLB8 on deck adeep; Diaha c^ppcarmg to him
aiina vUkm,

DicL My temple stands in Ephesus; hie thee
thither,
And do upon mine altar sacrifice.
There, when my maiden priests are met together,
Before the people all

Reveal how thou at sea didst lose thy wife :
To mourn thy crosses, with thy daughter's,

call.
And give them repetition to the like.
Perform my bidding, or thou liv*st in woe :
Do't, and bie happy : by my silver bow
Awake, and tell thy dream.

[Diaha dtsogpsori.

Far, Celestial Dian, ^dess argentine

1 will obey thee 1— Helicanus I

Enter Ltbimachub, Hbuoavos, and Mabima.

My purpose was for Tbarsus, there to strike
Th' mhospitable Cleon ; but I am
For other service first : toward Ephesus
Turn our blown sails: eftsoons I'll tell thee why.

[7V>H£UCAMtJB.

Shall we refresh us, sir, upon your shore.
And give you gold for such provision
As our intents will need ?

Lyt, Sir,
With all my heart; and when yoa oome ashore,
I have another suit.

Fer, You shall prevaO,
Were it to woo my daughter ; for it seems
You have been noble towards her.

Lyt, Sir, lend me year arm.

Per. Cm^ my M«m^ ^^ ^^ GocgfT'



Efder Oowbb, htfon OU tem^ pf Diaha ai
Ephesiu.

Qcw. Kow oar sands are almost nm;
More a little, and then dumb.
This, as mr last boon, give me
jFor such kindness most relieve me),
That you aptly will suppose
What pageantry, what feats, what shovrs,
What mmstreUy, what pretty din,
The resent made in Mitylin,
To greet the king So he has thrlTM,
That he is promis'd to be wiv'd
To fiiir Marina ; bat in no wise,
Till he had done his sacriBce,
As Dian bade : whereto being bonnd,
The interim, prar you, all confound.
In feather'd briemess sails are fiird.
And wishes fall out as they are willU
At Ephesus, the temple see,
Our king, and all hit company.
That he can hither come so soon.
It by your fiuiqy*s thankful doom.

8CENE m.—TKi TanpUqf Diaha <U Ephesus ;
THAiaa stamUngnear the altar, a» high priestess;
a number <^yirgiDB on each side; Cbrimoh ami
other Inhabitants ({^ Ephesus attmding,

Snier Pibiclbs with his Train; Ltsiuachub,
UELicAifiia, Mariha, and a Lady.

Per, Hail, Dian I to perform thy just com-
mand,
I here confess myself the king of Tyre,
Who. frighted from my country, did wed
The fisir Thaisa, at Pentapolis.
At sea in childbed died she, bat brought forth
A maid-child called Marina ; who, O goddess.
Wean yet thy silver livery. She, at Tharuus,
Was nars'd with Cleon; whom at fourteen

years
He sought to mnrther ; but her better stars
Brought her to Mitylene ; against whose shore
Biding, her fortunes brought the maid aboard

Where, br her own most clear remembrance,

she
Made known herself my daughter.

ThaL Voice and fnvourl —

Yon are, yoa ire— O royal Pericles!—

[She/cdnU,
At. What means the woman? she dies I help*

gentlemen!
Cer, Noble sir.
If yoo have told Diana's altar true.
This is your wife.

Per, Reverend appearer, no ;

I threw her o*erboard with the^e very arms.
Cer* Upon this coast, I warrant yoo.
Per. Tu most certain.

Cer, Look to the lady;— O, she*s bat o*er-
loy'd.
Early in MustVing mom thb lady was
Thrown npon this shore. I op*d the oofBn, and
Poond there rich jewels; reooTer*d her, and

plao*d her
Hare in Diana% temple*
Ptr, Mar we see them?

Oat, Great sir, thej shall be brooght yov to
mrhonse,
Whither I InYito yoo. Look, Thaisa is
BeooTsted.



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ThaL O, let me look upon hhn I
If be be none of mine, my sanctity ^^

Will to my sense bend no licentious ear.
But curb It, spite of seeing. 0, my lora.
Are you not Pericles? Like him yon speak.
Like him you are : Did yoa not name a tempest,
A birth, and death I

Per, The voice of dead Tbaisa!

ThaL That Thaisa am I, supposed drown'd
And dead.

Per. Immortal Dian 1

ThaL Now 1 know you better.—

When we with tears parted Pentapolis,
The king, my father, gave yoo such a ring.

[Shotosaring,

Par, This, this; no more, yon gods! year pre-
sent kindness
BCakes my past miseries sports: Ton shall do

well.
That on the touching of her lips I may
Melt, and no more 1^ seen. O come be boriod
A second time within these arms.

Mar, My heart

Leaps to be gone into my mother's bosom.

[Kneels to Thaisa.

Ptr, Look, who kneels here! Flesh of thy flesh,
Thaisa;
Thy burthen at the sea, and call'd Marina,
For she was yielded there.

ThaL Blessed, and mbe own I

BeL Hail, madam, and my queen !

ThaL I know you not.

Par, Yoo have heard me say, when I did fly
from Tyre,
I left behind an ancient sobstitute.
Can yoo remember what I caird the man ?
I have nam'd him oft.

ThaL Twas Helicanos then.

Per. Still confirmation :
Embrace him, dear Thaisa: this is he.
Now do I long to hear how yon were fotmd :
How possibly preserved; and whom to thanx,
Besides the gods, for this great miracle.

ThaL Lord Oerimon, my lord; this man,
through whom
The gods have shown their power; that can f^om

first
To hut resolve yon.

Per, Reverend sir, the gods

Can have no mortal officer more like
A ^ than yon. Will yoa deliver how
This dead queen re-lives ?

Cer, I will, my lord.

Beseech you, first go with me to my house,
Where snail be shown all that was found with

her;
How she came placed here within the temple :
No needful thing omitted.

Per, Pure Diana!

I bless thee for thy vision, and will offer
Night-obUtions to thee. Tliaisa,
This prince, the fair-betrothed of your daughter
Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now.
This ornament that makes me look so disuial.
Will I, my lov*d Marina, clip to form ;
And what this fourteen years no razor touched.
To grace thy marriafe^y. III beautify.

ThaL Lord Ceilmon bath letters of good
credit,
Sir, that my fiuher*s dead.

iW. Heavens make a star of himi Tet there
my queen. ^ -. .

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Well celebrate their naptUls, and ourselves
Will ic that king^dom spend our following dajs;
Oar son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign.
Lord Cerimon, we do our longing stay,
To hear the rest untold.— Sir, lead the way.

[Exeunt omnu.
Snier Gower.

^010. To Antiochus and his daughter you
hare heard
Of monstrous lust the duo and just reward :
In Pericles, his queen aiid daugiiter, seen
/Although assail d with fortune fierce and keen)
VirtiN preserved from fell destruction's blasti



Led on ny heaTen and erown^d with jby at laal
In Uelieanus may you well descry
A figure of truth, of faith, of lovafty :
In reverend Cerimon there well appears
The worth that learned charity aye wears.
For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame
Had spread their cursed deed, and honoured



Of Pericles, to rage the citjr turn ;

That him and his they in his palace bum.

The gods for miirther seemed so content

To punish them; although not done, but meant

So, on your patience ever more attending.

New joy wait oo yoal Here our play hath ending.



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ACT L



SCENE L— King Lear's Pomace.
EnUr Kent, Qloster, and Edmund.

Kent, I thought the king had more affected the
Dnke of Albany than Cornwall.

Glo, It did always seem so to oa: but now, in
the dirision of the kingdom, it appears not which
of the dukes he values most ; for qualities are so
weighed, that curiosity in neither can make choice
of cither's moiety.

Kent. Is not this yonr son, my lord ?

Oh, His breeding, sir, bath been at my charge:
I have so often blushed to acknowledge him, that
now I am braz*d to't.

Kent. I cannot conceive yon.

Glo. Sir, thb young fellow's mother could:
whereupon she grew round-wombed; and had
indeed, ^ir, a son for her cradle, ere she had a
husband fur her bed. Do yon smell a fault?

Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issne
of it being so proper.

Olo. Hut I have a son, sir, by order of law,
some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in
my account: though this knave came somewhat
saucily to the world before he was sent for, yet
was his mother fair ; there was good sport at his
making, and the whoreson must be acknowledged.
Do ^ou know this noble gentleman, Edmund?

Kdm, No, my lord.

Qlo, My lord of Kent : remember him hereafter
IS my honourable friend.

Earn. My services to yonr lordship.

Kent, I must love you, and sue to know you
better.

Edm, Sir, I shall study deserving.

6l2o. He liatb been out nine years, and away
he ahall again: — The king is coming.

[TnanpeU ioimd wUkm,

Enter Leak, Cornwall, Albany, Goneril,
Keoan, Cordeua, and Attendants.

Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgnndy,
Gloster.

«o. I shdl, mj liege. ^Eoceunt Glo. iuid fcoM.

Lear, Meantime we shall express our darker
purpose,
me the map there.'-Know, that we have
divided,



in three, our kingdom : and *tis our fast intent
To shake all cares and business from our age ;
Conferring them on younger strengths, while we
Unburthen'd crawl toward death.— Our son ol

Cornwall,
And you, our no less loving son of Albany,
We have this hour a constant will to publish
Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife
May be prevented now. The princes, France and

Burgundy,
Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love.
Long in our court have made their amorous

sojourn.
And here are to be answer'd. — Tell me, my

daughters,
(Since now we will divest us. both of rule,
Interest of territory, cares ot state),
Which of you, shall we say, doth love us mos*.?
That we our largest bounty may extend
Where nature doth with merit challenge. — Goneril,
Our eldest born, speak first.

Qon, Sir, I love yon more than word can wield

the matter.
Dearer tlian eye-sight, space, and liberty;
Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare ;
No less than life, with grace, health, beauty,

honour:
As much as child e'er lov'd, or father found.
A love that makes breath poor, and speech unablo *
Beyond all manner of so much I love you.
C7or. What shall Cordelia speak? Love, and

be silent. [Aside,

Lear, Of all these bounds, eren from this line

to this.
With shadowy forests, and with ohampains rich'd,
With plenteous rivers and wide- skirted meads,
We malce thee lady : To thine and AllunyVi issues
Be this perpetual.— What says our second

daughter.
Our dearest Regan, wife of Cornwall ?

Keg. I am made of that self metal as my sister
And prize me at her worth. In my tme heart
I fina she names my very deed of love;
Only she comes too short,— that I profess
Myself an enemy to all other joys,
Which the most precious square offense possesses:



Aid find. I am alone felicity ^y CjOOQIC
In TOOT dear highness love. O



774 KING

Car, Then poor Cordelia I [Ande,

And yet not so; since, I am sare, my love's
More ponderous than my tongue.

Lear, To thee, ai>d thine, hereditary ever,
Remain this ample third of our fair kmgdom ;
No less in space, validity, and pleasure,
Than that conferr'd on (ioneril.— Now, our joy,
Although our last and least; to whose young love
The vines of France and milk of Burgundy
Strive to be interess*d ; what can you say, to draw
A third more opulent than your sisters. 8peak.

Cor. Nothing, my lord.

Lear. Nothing?

Cor, Nothing.

Lear. Nothing will oome of nothing : speak
again.

Oor, Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
My heart into my mouth ; I love your majesty
According to my bond ; no more, nor less.

Lear. How, how, Cordelia? mend your speech
a little,
Lest yon may mar your fortunes.

C7or. Good my lord,

Yon have begot mo, hred me, lov*d me : I
Return those duties hack as are riifht fit,
Obey you, love ^ou, and mo»t honour yon.
Why have my sisters husbands, if they say
They love you, all ? Uaply, when 1 shall wed,
That lord whose hand must take my plight shall

carry
Half my love with him, half my care, and dnty :
Sure, I bhall never marry like my sisters,
To love my father all.

Lear. But goes thy heart with this?

Cor. Ay, my good lord.

Lear, So young, and so nntender ?

Cor, So young, my lord, and true.
< Lear. Let it be so:— Thy truth then be thy

dower:
For, by the sacred radiance of the snn ;
The mysteries of Hecate and the night;
By all the operation of the orbs,
From whom we do exist, and cease to be ;
Here I disclaim all my paternal care.
Propinquity and property of blood.
Ana as a stranger to my heart and me
Hold thee, from this, for ever. The barbarous

Scythian,
Or he that makes his g^eration messes
To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom
Be as well neighboured, pitied, and relieved.
As thou, my sometime daughter.

Kent, Good my liege,—

Lear. Peace, Rent I
Come not between the dragon and his wrath :
I lov d her most, and thought to set my rest
On her kind nursery.— Hence, and avoid my sight!

r 7b COBDEUA.

So be my grave my peace, as here i give



LEAR

Revenue, execution of the rest.

Beloved sons, be vours : which to confirm,

This coronet part between you. ^ Qmng the t

Kent, Royal Lear

Whom I have ever honoured as my king,
Lov'd as my father, as my master follow *d,
As my great patron thought on in my prayers, —
Lear, The bow is bent and drawn, make from

tlie shart.
Kent, Let it fall rather, though the fork invade
The region of my heart : bo Kent unmaimerly,
When Lear is mad. What wouldst thou do, old

man?
Think*st thou that duty shall have dread to speak.
When power to flattery bows? To plainness

honour's bound.
When majesty falls to folly. Reserve thy state ;
And, in thy best consideiation, check
This hideous rashness: answer my lifa my judg-
ment.
Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least;
Nor are those empty-hearted, whose low sounds
Reverb no hollowness.
Lear, Kent, on thy life, no more.

Kent, My life I never held but as a pawn
To wage against thine enemies; ne'er fear to lose it,
Thy safety being motive.
Lear, Out of my sight I

Kent. See better, Lear; and let me stUl remain
The true blank of thine eye,
Lear. Now, by Apollo,—-
Kent, ' ' "^ Now,byApono.king,
Thou swear'iit thy gods in vain.
Lear 0, vassal! miscreant!

[Laying Me hand on hit meerd.
Alb, Com, Dear sir, forbear.
Kent. Kill thy physician, and thy fee bestow
Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift ;
Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my throat,
ni tell thee, thou dost evil.

Lear, Hear me, recresnt I

On thine allegiance, hear me!—
That thou hast sought to make us break our vow^
(Which we durst never yet), and, with strain d

pride,
To come oetwixt our sentences and onr power
(Which nor our nature nor our place can bear),
Our potency made good, take thy reward.
Five days we do allot thee for provision
To shield thee from disasters of the world;
And, on the sixth, to turn tliy hated hack
Upon onr kingdom : if, on the tenth day follow"**
Thy banish'd trunk be found in our doininirtn»»
The moment is thy death : Away I by JopiWi
This shall not be revok'd. ^ ,,.

KenL Fare thee well, kmg: sith thns thou wui
appear.
Freedom rives henee, and banishment is ^^^^
The gods to their dear shelter take tliee, in**°(^.



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KING
Hath lirtlVd (br onr dtugliter : What, in the least,
Will 70U require in present dower with her,
Or cease yonr quest of love ?

Bur. Most royal majesty,

I crave no more than hath jour highness offered.
Nor will 70U tender less.



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