Countless and infinite, yet would I pay them. Luc. Come hither, boy; come, come, and learn of us To melt in showers. Thy grandsire lov'd thee well; Many a time he danc'd thee on his knee, Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pillow; Meet and agreeing with thine infancy; In that respect, then, like a loving child, Shed yet some small drops from thy tender spring, Friends should associate friends in grief and woe. Do him that kindness and take leave of him. Boy. O, grandsire, grandsire, even with all my heart O, Lord, I cannot speak to him for weeping; Enter Attendants with AARON. Roman. You sad Andronici, have done with woes! Give sentence on this execrable wretch, That hath been breeder of these dire events. Luc. Set him breast deep in earth and famish him: There let him stand, and rave, and cry for food: If any one relieves or pities him, For the offence he dies; this is our doom. Some stay to see him fasten'd in the earth. Aaron. Ah! why should wrath be mute, and fury dumb? I am no baby, I, that with base prayers I should repent the evils I have done : Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did Would I perform, if I might have my will : If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul. Luc. Some loving friends convey the emperor hence, And give him burial in his father's grave. My father and Lavinia shall forthwith Be closed in our household's monument: As for that heinous tiger, Tamora, No fun'ral rite, nor man in mournful weeds, No mournful bell shall ring her burial; But throw her forth to beasts and birds of prey: Her life was beastly and devoid of pity, By whom our heavy haps had their beginning: [Exeunt. Enter GOWER. Before the Palace of Antioch. To sing a song of old was sung, To glad your ear, and please your eyes. 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, This Antioch then, Antiochus the Great (I tell you what mine authors say :) Who died and left a female heir, So buxom, blythe, and full of face, As Heaven had lent her all his grace: Bad child, worse father! to entice his own What ensues, to the judgment of your eye SCENE I.-The Palace of Antioch. Enter ANTIOCHUS, PERICLES, and Attendants. [Exit. Ant. Young prince of Tyre, you have at large receiv'd The danger of the task you undertake. Per. I have, Antiochus, and with a soul Embolden'd with the glory of her praise, Think death no hazard, in this enterprise. Ant. 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; To knit in her their best perfections. Enter the Daughter of ANTIOCHUS. [Music. Per. See where she comes, apparel'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 Ye gods that made me man, and sway in love, Ant. Per. Prince Pericles That would be son to great Antiochus. Tell thee with speechless tongues, and semblance pale, Per. Antiochus, I thank thee, who hast taught And by those fearful objects to prepare For death remember'd should be like a mirror, And all good men, as every prince should do; [To the Daughter of ANTIOCHUS. Thus ready for the way of life or death, I wait the sharpest blow. Ant. Scorning advice; read the conclusion then ; Which read and not expounded, 't is decreed, As these before, so thou thyself shalt bleed. Daugh. Of all 'say'd yet, may'st thou prove prosperous ! Of all 'say'd yet, I wish thee happiness! Per. Like a bold champion I assume the lists, Nor ask advice of any other thought, But faithfulness, and courage. THE RIDDLE. 'I am no viper, yet I feed On mother's flesh which did me breed: I sought a husband, in which labour, I found that kindness in a father. Sharp physic is the last: but O, ye powers! VOL. III. U Why cloud they not their sights perpetually, [Takes hold of the hand of the Princess. Would draw heav'n down, and all the gods to hearken; Hell only danceth at so harsh a chime: Good sooth, I care not for you. Ant. Prince Pericles, touch not, upon thy life, As dangerous as the rest. Your time 's expir'd; Per. Great king, Few love to hear the sins they love to act; 'T would 'braid yourself too near for me to tell it. He's more secure to keep it shut, than shown: To stop the air would hurt them. The blind mole casts It is enough you know; and it is fit, What being more known grows worse, to smother it.— Then give my tongue like leave to love my head. Ant. Heaven that I had thy head! he has found the meaning! But I will gloze with him. [Aside.] Young prince of Tyre, Though by the tenor of our strict edict, Your exposition misinterpreting, We might proceed to cancel of your days; [Exeunt ANT., his Daughter, and Attendants. Per. How courtesy would seem to cover sin ! When what is done is like an hypocrite, |