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Enter Pericles with an Attendant. PERICLES Let none disturb us. (Attendant exits.) Why should this change of thoughts, The sad companion dull-eyed Melancholy, Be my so used a guest as not an hour In the day’s glorious walk or peaceful night, 5 The tomb where grief should sleep, can breed me quiet? Here pleasures court mine eyes, and mine eyes shun them; And danger, which I feared, is at Antioch, 10 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 passions of the mind That have their first conception by misdread 15 Have after-nourishment and life by care; And what was first but fear what might be done Grows elder now, and cares it be not done. And so with me. The great Antiochus, ’Gainst whom I am too little to contend, 20 Since he’s so great can make his will his act, Will think me speaking though I swear to silence; Nor boots it me to say I honor him If he suspect I may dishonor him. And what may make him blush in being known, 25 He’ll stop the course by which it might be known. With hostile forces he’ll o’er-spread the land, And with th’ ostent of war will look so huge Amazement shall drive courage from the state, Our men be vanquished ere they do resist, 30 And subjects punished that ne’er thought offense; Which care of them, not pity of myself, Who am no 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 35 And punish that before that he would punish. |
Cut to the city of Tyre, where Pericles has made it back home safe and sound... for now. Pericles is a nervous wreck. He tells us in a soliloquy that he knows Antiochus will stop at nothing to have him murdered in order to keep his secret, even if that means waging war against the innocent people of Tyre. |
Enter Helicanus and all the Lords to Pericles. FIRST LORD Joy and all comfort in your sacred breast. SECOND LORD And keep your mind till you return to us Peaceful and comfortable. HELICANUS Peace, peace, and give experience tongue. 40 They do abuse the King that flatter him, For flattery is the bellows blows up sin; The thing the which is flattered, but a spark To which that wind gives heat and stronger glowing; Whereas reproof, obedient and in order, 45 Fits kings as they are men, for they may err. When Signior Sooth here does proclaim peace, He flatters you, makes war upon your life. He kneels. Prince, pardon me, or strike me, if you please. I cannot be much lower than my knees. 50 PERICLES All leave us else; but let your cares o’erlook What shipping and what lading’s in our haven, And then return to us. The Lords exit. Helicanus, Thou hast moved us. What seest thou in our looks? 55 HELICANUS An angry brow, dread lord. PERICLES If there be such a dart in princes’ frowns, How durst thy tongue move anger to our face? HELICANUS How dares the plants look up to heaven, From whence they have their nourishment? 60 PERICLES Thou knowest I have power to take thy life from thee. HELICANUS I have ground the ax myself; Do but you strike the blow. PERICLES Rise, prithee rise. Helicanus rises. Sit down. Thou art no flatterer. 65 I thank thee for ’t; and heaven forbid That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid. Fit counselor and servant for a prince, Who by thy wisdom makes a prince thy servant, What wouldst thou have me do? 70 HELICANUS To bear with patience such griefs As you yourself do lay upon yourself. | A lord named Helicanus shows up and wants to know why Pericles is so bummed out. |
PERICLES Thou speak’st like a physician, Helicanus, That ministers a potion unto me That thou wouldst tremble to receive thyself. 75 Attend me, then: I went to Antioch, Where, as thou know’st, against the face of death I sought the purchase of a glorious beauty From whence an issue I might propagate, Are arms to princes and bring joys to subjects. 80 Her face was to mine eye beyond all wonder, The rest—hark in thine ear—as black as incest, Which by my knowledge found, the sinful father Seemed not to strike, but smooth. But thou know’st this: 85 ’Tis time to fear when tyrants seems to kiss; Which fear so grew in me I hither fled Under the covering of a careful night, Who seemed my good protector; and, being here, Bethought me what was past, what might succeed. 90 I knew him tyrannous, and tyrants’ fears Decrease not but grow faster than the years; And should he doubt, as no doubt he doth, That I should open to the list’ning air How many worthy princes’ bloods were shed 95 To keep his bed of blackness unlaid ope, To lop that doubt he’ll fill this land with arms, And make pretense of wrong that I have done him; When all, for mine—if I may call ’t—offense, Must feel war’s blow, who spares not innocence; 100 Which love to all—of which thyself art one, Who now reproved’st me for ’t— HELICANUS Alas, sir! PERICLES Drew sleep out of mine eyes, blood from my cheeks, Musings into my mind, with thousand doubts 105 How I might stop this tempest ere it came; And finding little comfort to relieve them, I thought it princely charity to grieve for them. | Pericles spills his guts, admitting that he's worried about his peeps and doesn't want to see them suffer. |
HELICANUS Well, my lord, since you have given me leave to speak, Freely will I speak. Antiochus you fear, 110 And justly too, I think, you fear the tyrant, Who either by public war or private treason Will take away your life. Therefore, my lord, go travel for a while, Till that his rage and anger be forgot, 115 Or till the Destinies do cut his thread of life. Your rule direct to any. If to me, Day serves not light more faithful than I’ll be. | Helicanus advises Pericles to flee the city so Antiochus can't start a big ugly war against the innocent people of Tyre. |
PERICLES I do not doubt thy faith. But should he wrong my liberties in my absence? 120 HELICANUS We’ll mingle our bloods together in the earth, From whence we had our being and our birth. PERICLES Tyre, I now look from thee, then, and to Tarsus Intend my travel, where I’ll hear from thee, And by whose letters I’ll dispose myself. 125 The care I had and have of subjects’ good On thee I lay, whose wisdom’s strength can bear it. I’ll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath. Who shuns not to break one will crack both. But in our orbs we’ll live so round and safe 130 That time of both this truth shall ne’er convince. Thou showed’st a subject’s shine, I a true prince. They exit. | Our boy Pericles packs his bags and puts Helicanus in charge of running things while he's away. |