Open Source Shakespeare

Speeches (Lines) for Knights
in "Pericles"

Total: 3

# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text



Simonides. Call it by what you will, the day is yours;
And here, I hope, is none that envies it.
In framing an artist, art hath thus decreed,
To make some good, but others to exceed;
And you are her labour'd scholar. Come, queen o'
the feast,—
For, daughter, so you are,—here take your place:
Marshal the rest, as they deserve their grace.

Knights. We are honour'd much by good Simonides.



Simonides. What, are you merry, knights?

Knights. Who can be other in this royal presence?



Simonides. Here, with a cup that's stored unto the brim,—
As you do love, fill to your mistress' lips,—
We drink this health to you.

Knights. We thank your grace.