Act 3, Scene 2

Ephesus. A room in Cerimon's house.

  1. [Enter Cerimon, with a Servant, and some Persons who have been shipwrecked.]
  2. Cerimon
  3. 1168 Philemon, ho!
  4. [Enter Philemon.]
  5. Philemon
  6. 1169 Doth my lord call?
  7. Cerimon
  8. 1170 Get fire and meat for these poor men:
  9. 1171 'T has been a turbulent and stormy night.
  10. Servant
  11. 1172 I have been in many; but such a night as this,
  12. 1173 Till now, I ne'er endured.
  13. Cerimon
  14. 1174 Your master will be dead ere you return;
  15. 1175 There's nothing can be minister'd to nature
  16. 1176 That can recover him.
  17. [To Philemon.]
  18. Cerimon
  19. 1177 Give this to the 'pothecary,
  20. 1178 And tell me how it works.
  21. [Exeunt all but Cerimon.]
  22. [Enter two Gentlemen.]
  23. First Gentleman
  24. 1179 Good morrow.
  25. Second Gentleman
  26. 1180 Good morrow to your lordship.
  27. Cerimon
  28. 1181 Gentlemen,
  29. 1182 Why do you stir so early?
  30. First Gentleman
  31. 1183 Sir,
  32. 1184 Our lodgings, standing bleak upon the sea,
  33. 1185 Shook as the earth did quake;
  34. 1186 The very principals did seem to rend,
  35. 1187 And all-to topple: pure surprise and fear
  36. 1188 Made me to quit the house.
  37. Second Gentleman
  38. 1189 That is the cause we trouble you so early;
  39. 1190 'Tis not our husbandry.
  40. Cerimon
  41. 1191 O, you say well.
  42. First Gentleman
  43. 1192 But I much marvel that your lordship, having
  44. 1193 Rich tire about you, should at these early hours
  45. 1194 Shake off the golden slumber of repose.
  46. 1195 'Tis most strange,
  47. 1196 Nature should be so conversant with pain.
  48. 1197 Being thereto not compell'd.
  49. Cerimon
  50. 1198 I hold it ever,
  51. 1199 Virtue and cunning were endowments greater
  52. 1200 Than nobleness and riches: careless heirs
  53. 1201 May the two latter darken and expend;
  54. 1202 But immortality attends the former,
  55. 1203 Making a man a god. 'Tis known, I ever
  56. 1204 Have studied physic, through which secret art,
  57. 1205 By turning o'er authorities, I have,
  58. 1206 Together with my practice, made familiar
  59. 1207 To me and to my aid the blest infusions
  60. 1208 That dwell in vegetives, in metals, stones;
  61. 1209 And I can speak of the disturbances
  62. 1210 That nature works, and of her cures; which doth give me
  63. 1211 A more content in course of true delight
  64. 1212 Than to be thirsty after tottering honour,
  65. 1213 Or tie my treasure up in silken bags,
  66. 1214 To please the fool and death.
  67. Second Gentleman
  68. 1215 Your honour has through Ephesus pour'd forth
  69. 1216 Your charity, and hundreds call themselves
  70. 1217 Your creatures, who by you have been restored:
  71. 1218 And not your knowledge, your personal pain, but even
  72. 1219 Your purse, still open, hath built Lord Cerimon
  73. 1220 Such strong renown as time shall ne'er decay.
  74. [Enter two or three Servants with a chest.]
  75. First Servant
  76. 1221 So; lift there.
  77. Cerimon
  78. 1222 What is that?
  79. First Servant
  80. 1223 Sir, even now
  81. 1224 Did the sea toss upon our shore this chest:
  82. 1225 'Tis of some wreck.
  83. Cerimon
  84. 1226 Set 't down, let's look upon 't.
  85. Second Gentleman
  86. 1227 'Tis like a coffin, sir.
  87. Cerimon
  88. 1228 Whate'er it be,
  89. 1229 'Tis wondrous heavy. Wrench it open straight:
  90. 1230 If the sea's stomach be o'ercharged with gold,
  91. 1231 'Tis a good constraint of fortune it belches upon us.
  92. Second Gentleman
  93. 1232 'Tis so, my lord.
  94. Cerimon
  95. 1233 How close 'tis caulk'd and bitumed!
  96. 1234 Did the sea cast it up?
  97. First Servant
  98. 1235 I never saw so huge a billow, sir,
  99. 1236 As toss'd it upon shore.
  100. Cerimon
  101. 1237 Wrench it open;
  102. 1238 Soft! it smells most sweetly in my sense.
  103. Second Gentleman
  104. 1239 A delicate odour.
  105. Cerimon
  106. 1240 As ever hit my nostril. So up with it.
  107. 1241 O you most potent gods! what's here? a corse!
  108. First Gentleman
  109. 1242 Most strange!
  110. Cerimon
  111. 1243 Shrouded in cloth of state; balm'd and entreasured
  112. 1244 With full bags of spices! A passport too!
  113. 1245 Apollo, perfect me in the characters!
  114. [Reads from a scroll.]
  115. Cerimon
  116. 1246 'Here I give to understand,
  117. 1247 If e'er this coffin drive a-land,
  118. 1248 I, King Pericles, have lost
  119. 1249 This queen, worth all our mundane cost.
  120. 1250 Who her, give her burying;
  121. 1251 She was the daughter of a king:
  122. 1252 Besides this treasure for a fee,
  123. 1253 The gods requite his charity!'
  124. 1254 If thou livest, Pericles, thou hast a heart
  125. 1255 That even cracks for woe! This chanced tonight.
  126. Second Gentleman
  127. 1256 Most likely, sir.
  128. Cerimon
  129. 1257 Nay, certainly to-night;
  130. 1258 For look how fresh she looks! They were too rough
  131. 1259 That threw her in the sea. Make a fire within
  132. 1260 Fetch hither all my boxes in my closet.
  133. [Exit a Servant.]
  134. Cerimon
  135. 1261 Death may usurp on nature many hours,
  136. 1262 And yet the fire of life kindle again
  137. 1263 The o'erpress'd spirits. I heard of an Egyptian
  138. 1264 That had nine hours lien dead,
  139. 1265 Who was by good appliance recovered.
  140. [Re-enter a Servant, with boxes, napkins, and fire.]
  141. Cerimon
  142. 1266 Well said, well said; the fire and cloths.
  143. 1267 The rough and woeful music that we have,
  144. 1268 Cause it to sound, beseech you
  145. 1269 The viol once more: how thou stirr'st, thou block!
  146. 1270 The music there! — I pray you, give her air.
  147. 1271 Gentlemen,
  148. 1272 This queen will live: nature awakes; a warmth
  149. 1273 Breathes out of her: she hath not been entranced
  150. 1274 Above five hours: see how she gins to blow
  151. 1275 Into life's flower again!
  152. First Gentleman
  153. 1276 The heavens,
  154. 1277 Through you, increase our wonder and set up
  155. 1278 Your fame for ever.
  156. Cerimon
  157. 1279 She is alive; behold,
  158. 1280 Her eyelids, cases to those heavenly jewels
  159. 1281 Which Pericles hath lost,
  160. 1282 Begin to part their fringes of bright gold;
  161. 1283 The diamonds of a most praised water
  162. 1284 Do appear, to make the world twice rich.
  163. 1285 Live,
  164. 1286 And make us weep to hear your fate, fair creature,
  165. 1287 Rare as you seem to be.
  166. [She moves.]
  167. Thaisa
  168. 1288 O dear Diana,
  169. 1289 Where am I? Where's my lord? What world is this?
  170. Second Gentleman
  171. 1290 Is not this strange?
  172. First Gentleman
  173. 1291 Most rare.
  174. Cerimon
  175. 1292 Hush, my gentle neighbours!
  176. 1293 Lend me your hands; to the next chamber bear her.
  177. 1294 Get linen: now this matter must be look'd to,
  178. 1295 For her, relapse is mortal. Come, come;
  179. 1296 And AEsculapius guide us!
  180. [Exeunt, carrying her away.]