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He's more secure to keep it 'shut, than shown ;
Copp'd hills towards heaven , to tell, the earth is
"wrong'd By man's oppression; and the poor worm doth die
for't. Kings' are earth's gods : in vice their law's their will; And if Jove stray, who dares say; Jove doth ill ? It is enough you know; and it is fit, What being more known grows worse, to smoth
All love the womb that their first being bred, Then give my tongue like leave to love my headi Ant. Heaven, that I had thy head! he has found
the meaning; But I will gloze with him. [„Aside.] Young Prince
worth. [Exeunt Antiochys, his daughter, and Attend. - Per. How courtesy would seem to cover sin! When what is done is like an bypocrite,
The which is good id nothing but in sight..
Partakes her private actions to your scoresy :
It fils thee not to ask the reason why,
Thal. My Lord, 'Tis done.
Enter a Messenger: Ant. Enough; Lest your breath cool yourself, telling your haste, Mess, My Lord, Prince Pericles is fled.
[Exit Messenger, Ant. As thou Wilt live, fly after: and, as an arrow, shot From a well-experienc'd archer, hits the mark His eye doch level at, so thou ne'er return, Unless thou say, Prince Pericles is dead.
Thal. My lord, if I Can get him once within my pistol's length, I'll make him sure : so farewell to your Highness.
[Exit. Ant. Thaliard, adieu! till Pericles be dead, My heart cau levd no succour to my head. (Exit,
Tyre.' A Room in the Palace. Enter PERICLES, HELICANUS and other Lords.
Per. Let none disturb us: 'Why this charge of
thoughts? The sad companion, dull-eyd melancholy, By me so us'd a guest is 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 shuă
them, And langer;' which I feared, 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 passion of the mivd, That have their first conception by mis-dread, Have after Dourishment and life by care ; And what was firstübut fear what might be done, Grows elder now, and cares it be pot done. And so with me; ta ihe great Antiocbus (Gainst whom I am too hidle to contend, Since he's so great; can maker his will his act,) Will think nie speaking, tbongh I swear to silence ; Nor boots Citi mne to say, Khopour bim, If he suspect I may dishonour bim: And what may make him blush in being known, He'll stop the course by wbich it might be known With hostile forces he'll p'erspread the land, and with the ostent of war will look so huge, Amazement shall drive courage from the state; T Our men be vanquisb’d, e'er they do resist, And subjects punish'd, that ne'er tbought offence :
Whichi cane of them, not pity bf myself, < (Who am po 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.
1. Lord. Joy and all comfort in your sacred breast!
. Lord. And keep your mind, till you return to us, Peaceful and comfortable !
Hel. Peace, peace, my Lords, and give expe
rience tougue. They do abuse the King, that flatler him: Far flattery is the bellows blowe np sing.. The thing the which is flatter'd, but a spark, To which that breath gives heat and stronger glow.
s: ing; Whereas reproof , obedient, and in order, Fits Kings, as they are men, for they may err. When signior Soothibere does proclaim a peace, He fátters you, makes (war upon your life : Prince, pardon me,br strike me if you please ; I cannot be much lower than imy knees.com ? Per.. All leave us else ; but let your caves :o'er
look What shipping, and what lading's in our haven, And then return tol us. [Exeunt Lords.] Helicat
pus, thout Hast mov'd us what seest thou in our looks?
Hel. An avgry brow, dread Lord.
Per.' If there be such a dart in Princes' frowns, How durst thy tongue. move anger to our face? Hel. How dare the plants look up to heaven,
from whence They have their nourishment?
Per. -Thou kuow'st I have power: .!!? To take thy life. Ta
Hel. [Kneeling.) I have ground the axe myself; Do you but strike the blow.
Per. Rise, pr’ythee rise; Sit down , sit down ; thou art po flatterer : I tháok thee for it; and high beaven forbid, That Kings should let their ears hear their faults hid! Fit counsellor, and servant for a Prince, Who by thy wisdom mak'st a Prince thy servant, What would'st thou bave me do 2.