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    Pericles

    By William Shakespeare

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    William Shakespeare is widely considered to have been the greatest writer in the English language and the world’s greatest dramatist.  More than 400 years after Shakespeare’s death, his plays are still performed more than any other playwright and have been translated into every major language in the world.  This edition of Pericles includes a table of contents.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCharles River Editors
    Release dateMar 22, 2018
    ISBN9781537803319
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    William Shakespeare

    William Shakespeare is the world's greatest ever playwright. Born in 1564, he split his time between Stratford-upon-Avon and London, where he worked as a playwright, poet and actor. In 1582 he married Anne Hathaway. Shakespeare died in 1616 at the age of fifty-two, leaving three children—Susanna, Hamnet and Judith. The rest is silence.

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      Pericles - William Shakespeare

      PERICLES

      ..................

      William Shakespeare

      KYPROS PRESS

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      Copyright © 2016 by William Shakespeare

      Interior design by Pronoun

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      TABLE OF CONTENTS

      Pericles

      Characters of the Play

      Scene: Dispersedly in various countries

      ACT I

      PROLOGUE

      SCENE I. Antioch. A room in the palace.

      SCENE II. Tyre. A room in the palace.

      SCENE III. Tyre. An ante-chamber in the palace.

      SCENE IV. Tarsus. A room in the Governor’s house.

      ACT II

      SCENE I. Pentapolis. An open place by the sea-side.

      SCENE II. The same. A public way or platform leading to the

      SCENE III. The same. A hall of state: a banquet prepared.

      SCENE IV. Tyre. A room in the Governor’s house.

      SCENE V. Pentapolis. A room in the palace.

      ACT III

      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

      SCENE I. Tarsus. An open place near the sea-shore.

      SCENE II. Mytilene. A room in a brothel.

      SCENE III. Tarsus. A room in CLEON’s house.

      SCENE IV:

      SCENE V. Mytilene. A street before the brothel.

      SCENE VI. The same. A room in the brothel.

      ACT V

      SCENE I. On board PERICLES’ ship, off Mytilene. A close

      SCENE II:

      SCENE III. The temple of Diana at Ephesus; THAISA standing

      PERICLES

      ..................

      CHARACTERS OF THE PLAY

      ..................

      Gower, as Chorus

      Antiochus, King of Antioch Pericles, Prince of Tyre

      Escanes and Helicanus, two lords of Tyre

      Simonides, King of Pentapolis Cleon, Governor of Tharsus Lysimachus, Governor of Mytilene Cerimon, a lord of Ephesus Thaliard, a lord of Antioch Philemon, servant to Cerimon Leonine, servant to Dionyza Marshal A Pandar Boult, his servant

      The Daughter of Antiochus Dionyza, wife to Cleon Thaisa, daughter to Simonides Marina, daughter to Pericles and Thaisa Lychorida, nurse to Marina A Bawd

      Diana

      Lords, Ladies, Knights, Gentlemen, Sailors, Pirates, Fishermen, and Messengers

      SCENE: DISPERSEDLY IN VARIOUS COUNTRIES

      ..................

      ACT I

      ..................

      PROLOGUE

      ..................

      Enter GOWER

      Before the palace of Antioch

      To sing a song that old was sung,

      From ashes ancient Gower is come;

      Assuming man’s infirmities,

      To glad your ear, and please your eyes.

      It hath been sung at festivals,

      On ember-eves and holy-ales;

      And lords and ladies in their lives

      Have read it for restoratives:

      The purchase is to make men glorious;

      Et bonum quo antiquius, eo melius.

      If you, born in these latter times,

      When wit’s more ripe, accept my rhymes.

      And that to hear an old man sing

      May to your wishes pleasure bring

      I life would wish, and that I might

      Waste it for you, like taper-light.

      This Antioch, then, Antiochus the Great

      Built up, this city, for his chiefest seat:

      The fairest in all Syria,

      I tell you what mine authors say:

      This king unto him took a fere,

      Who died and left a female heir,

      So buxom, blithe, and full of face,

      As heaven had lent her all his grace;

      With whom the father liking took,

      And her to incest did provoke:

      Bad child; worse father! to entice his own

      To evil should be done by none:

      But custom what they did begin

      Was with long use account no sin.

      The beauty of this sinful dame

      Made many princes thither frame,

      To seek her as a bed-fellow,

      In marriage-pleasures play-fellow:

      Which to prevent he made a law,

      To keep her still, and men in awe,

      That whoso ask’d her for his wife,

      His riddle told not, lost his life:

      So for her many a wight did die,

      As yon grim looks do testify.

      What now ensues, to the judgment of your eye

      I give, my cause who best can justify.

      Exit

      SCENE I. ANTIOCH. A ROOM IN THE PALACE.

      ..................

      Enter ANTIOCHUS, Prince PERICLES, and followers

      ANTIOCHUS

      Young prince of Tyre, you have at large received

      The danger of the task you undertake.

      PERICLES

      I have, Antiochus, and, with a soul

      Embolden’d with the glory of her praise,

      Think death no hazard in this enterprise.

      ANTIOCHUS

      Bring in our daughter, clothed like a bride,

      For the embracements even of Jove himself;

      At whose conception, till Lucina reign’d,

      Nature this dowry gave, to glad her presence,

      The senate-house of planets all did sit,

      To knit in her their best perfections.

      Music. Enter the Daughter of ANTIOCHUS

      PERICLES

      See where she comes, apparell’d like the spring,

      Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king

      Of every virtue gives renown to men!

      Her face the book of praises, where is read

      Nothing but curious pleasures, as from thence

      Sorrow were ever razed and testy wrath

      Could never be her mild companion.

      You gods that made me man, and sway in love,

      That have inflamed desire in my breast

      To taste the fruit of yon celestial tree,

      Or die in the adventure, be my helps,

      As I am son and servant to your will,

      To compass such a boundless happiness!

      ANTIOCHUS

      Prince Pericles,—

      PERICLES

      That would be son to great Antiochus.

      ANTIOCHUS

      Before thee stands this fair Hesperides,

      With golden fruit, but dangerous to be touch’d;

      For death-like dragons here affright thee hard:

      Her face, like heaven, enticeth thee to view

      Her countless glory, which desert must gain;

      And which, without desert, because thine eye

      Presumes to reach, all thy whole heap must die.

      Yon sometimes famous princes, like thyself,

      Drawn by report, adventurous by desire,

      Tell thee, with speechless tongues and semblance pale,

      That without covering, save yon field of stars,

      Here they stand martyrs, slain in

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