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Pericles
[I, 4] |
All |
516 |
The gods of Greece protect you!
And we'll pray for you.
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2 |
Pericles
[I, 4] |
Pericles |
518 |
Arise, I pray you, rise:
We do not look for reverence, but to love,
And harbourage for ourself, our ships, and men.
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3 |
Pericles
[II, 1] |
Pericles |
651 |
What I have been I have forgot to know;
But what I am, want teaches me to think on:
A man throng'd up with cold: my veins are chill,
And have no more of life than may suffice
To give my tongue that heat to ask your help;
Which if you shall refuse, when I am dead,
For that I am a man, pray see me buried.
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4 |
Pericles
[II, 1] |
Pericles |
699 |
An armour, friends! I pray you, let me see it.
Thanks, fortune, yet, that, after all my crosses,
Thou givest me somewhat to repair myself;
And though it was mine own, part of my heritage,
Which my dead father did bequeath to me.
With this strict charge, even as he left his life,
'Keep it, my Pericles; it hath been a shield
Twixt me and death;'—and pointed to this brace;—
'For that it saved me, keep it; in like necessity—
The which the gods protect thee from!—may
defend thee.'
It kept where I kept, I so dearly loved it;
Till the rough seas, that spare not any man,
Took it in rage, though calm'd have given't again:
I thank thee for't: my shipwreck now's no ill,
Since I have here my father's gift in's will.
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5 |
Pericles
[III, 2] |
Cerimon |
1378 |
Nay, certainly to-night;
For look how fresh she looks! They were too rough
That threw her in the sea. Make a fire within:
Fetch hither all my boxes in my closet.
[Exit a Servant]
Death may usurp on nature many hours,
And yet the fire of life kindle again
The o'erpress'd spirits. I heard of an Egyptian
That had nine hours lien dead,
Who was by good appliance recovered.
[Re-enter a Servant, with boxes, napkins, and fire]
Well said, well said; the fire and cloths.
The rough and woeful music that we have,
Cause it to sound, beseech you.
The viol once more: how thou stirr'st, thou block!
The music there!—I pray you, give her air.
Gentlemen.
This queen will live: nature awakes; a warmth
Breathes out of her: she hath not been entranced
Above five hours: see how she gins to blow
Into life's flower again!
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6 |
Pericles
[IV, 1] |
Marina |
1578 |
No, I pray you;
I'll not bereave you of your servant.
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7 |
Pericles
[IV, 1] |
Dionyza |
1580 |
Come, come;
I love the king your father, and yourself,
With more than foreign heart. We every day
Expect him here: when he shall come and find
Our paragon to all reports thus blasted,
He will repent the breadth of his great voyage;
Blame both my lord and me, that we have taken
No care to your best courses. Go, I pray you,
Walk, and be cheerful once again; reserve
That excellent complexion, which did steal
The eyes of young and old. Care not for me
I can go home alone.
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8 |
Pericles
[IV, 1] |
Dionyza |
1598 |
I'll leave you, my sweet lady, for a while:
Pray, walk softly, do not heat your blood:
What! I must have a care of you.
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9 |
Pericles
[IV, 1] |
Leonine |
1622 |
If you require a little space for prayer,
I grant it: pray; but be not tedious,
For the gods are quick of ear, and I am sworn
To do my work with haste.
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10 |
Pericles
[IV, 2] |
Bawd |
1693 |
Why to give over, I pray you? is it a shame to get
when we are old?
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11 |
Pericles
[IV, 2] |
Bawd |
1780 |
[To MARINA] Pray you, come hither awhile. You
have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must
seem to do that fearfully which you commit
willingly, despise profit where you have most gain.
To weep that you live as ye do makes pity in your
lovers: seldom but that pity begets you a good
opinion, and that opinion a mere profit.
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12 |
Pericles
[IV, 2] |
Bawd |
1812 |
What have we to do with Diana? Pray you, will you go with us?
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13 |
Pericles
[IV, 6] |
Bawd |
2000 |
Pray you, without any more virginal fencing, will
you use him kindly? He will line your apron with gold.
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14 |
Pericles
[V, 1] |
Helicanus |
2184 |
Gentlemen, there's some of worth would come aboard;
I pray ye, greet them fairly.
[The Gentlemen and the two Sailors descend, and go]
on board the barge]
[Enter, from thence, LYSIMACHUS and Lords; with the]
Gentlemen and the two Sailors]
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Pericles
[V, 1] |
Pericles |
2296 |
I do think so. Pray you, turn your eyes upon me.
You are like something that—What country-woman?
Here of these shores?
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Pericles
[V, 1] |
Marina |
2419 |
First, sir, I pray,
What is your title?
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17 |
Pericles
[V, 2] |
Gower |
2495 |
Now our sands are almost run;
More a little, and then dumb.
This, my last boon, give me,
For such kindness must relieve me,
That you aptly will suppose
What pageantry, what feats, what shows,
What minstrelsy, and pretty din,
The regent made in Mytilene
To greet the king. So he thrived,
That he is promised to be wived
To fair Marina; but in no wise
Till he had done his sacrifice,
As Dian bade: whereto being bound,
The interim, pray you, all confound.
In feather'd briefness sails are fill'd,
And wishes fall out as they're will'd.
At Ephesus, the temple see,
Our king and all his company.
That he can hither come so soon,
Is by your fancy's thankful doom.
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