THAISA
'Twas Helicanus then. PERICLES
Still confirmation: Embrace him, dear Thaisa; this is he. Now do I long to hear how you were found; How
possibly preserved; and who to thank, Besides the gods, for this great miracle. THAISA
Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man, Through whom the gods have shown their power; that can From first to
last resolve you. PERICLES
Reverend sir, The gods can have no mortal officer More like a god than you. Will you deliver How this
dead queen re-lives? CERIMON
I will, my lord. Beseech you, first go with me to my house, Where shall be shown you all was found with
her; How she came placed here in the temple; No needful thing omitted. PERICLES
Pure Dian, bless thee for thy vision! I Will offer night-oblations to thee. Thaisa, This prince, the fair-betrothed
of your daughter, Shall marry her at Pentapolis. And now, This ornament Makes me look dismal will I clip
to form; And what this fourteen years no razor touch'd, To grace thy marriage-day, I'll beautify. THAISA
Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit, sir, My father's dead. PERICLES
Heavens make a star of him! Yet there, my queen, We'll celebrate their nuptials, and ourselves Will in
that kingdom spend our following days: Our son and daughter shall in Tyrus reign. Lord Cerimon, we do
our longing stay To hear the rest untold: sir, lead's the way.
Exeunt
Enter GOWER GOWER
In Antiochus and his daughter you have heard Of monstrous lust the due and just reward: In Pericles,
his queen and daughter, seen, Although assail'd with fortune fierce and keen, Virtue preserved from fell
destruction's blast, Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last: In Helicanus may you well descry A
figure of truth, of faith, of loyalty: In reverend Cerimon there well appears The worth that learned charity
aye wears: For wicked Cleon and his wife, when fame Had spread their cursed deed, and honour'd name Of
Pericles, to rage the city turn, That him and his they in his palace burn; The gods for murder seemed so
content To punish them; although not done, but meant. So, on your patience evermore attending, New joy
wait on you! Here our play has ending.
Exit
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