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wonder'd at. THAISA Alas, my father, it befits not me SIMONIDES How! THAISA [Aside] Now, by the gods, he could not please me better. SIMONIDES And furthermore tell him, we desire to know of him, THAISA The king my father, sir, has drunk to you. PERICLES I thank him. THAISA Wishing it so much blood unto your life. PERICLES I thank both him and you, and pledge him freely. THAISA And further he desires to know of you, PERICLES A gentleman of Tyre; my name, Pericles; THAISA He thanks your grace; names himself Pericles, SIMONIDES Now, by the gods, I pity his misfortune, |
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