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BOULT. Well, if we had of every nation a traveller, we
should lodge them with this sign.
BAWD. [To MARINA] Pray you, come hitherawhile. You
have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must seem
to do that fearfully which you commitwillingly; to
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.
MARINA. I understand you not.
BOULT. O, take her home, mistress, take her home. These
blushes of hers must be quench'd with some present practice.
BAWD. Thou sayest true, i' faith, so they must; for your
bride goes to that with shame which is her way to go with
warrant.
BOULT. Faith, some do, and some do not. But, mistress, if I
have bargain'd for the joint-
BAWD. Thou mayest cut a morsel off the spit.
BOULT. I may so.
BAWD. Who should deny it? Come, young one, I like the
manner of your garments well.
BOULT. Ay, by my faith, they shall not be chang'd yet.
BAWD. Boult, spend thou that in the town; report what
sojourner we have; you'll lose nothing by custom. When
nature fram'd this piece she meant thee a good turn;
therefore say what a paragon she is, and thou hast the harvest
out of thine own report.
BOULT. I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall not so awake
the beds of eels as my giving out her beauty stir up the
lewdly inclined. I'll bring home some to-night.
BAWD. Come your ways; follow me.
MARINA. If fires be hot, knives sharp, or water deep,
Untied I still my virgin knot will keep.
Diana aid my purpose!
BAWD. What have we to do with Diana? Pray you, will you
go with us? Exeunt
SCENE 3.
Tharsus. CLEON'S house
Enter CLEON and DIONYZA
DIONYZA. Why are you foolish? Can it be undone?
CLEON. O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter
The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon!
DIONYZA. I think
You'll turn a child again.
CLEON. Were I chief lord of all this spacious world,
I'd give it to undo the deed. O lady,
Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princes
To equal any single crown o' th' earth
I' th' justice of compare! O villain Leonine!
Whom thou hast pois'ned too.
If thou hadst drunk to him, 't had been a kindness
Becoming well thy fact. What canst thou say
When noble Pericles shall demand his child?
DIONYZA. That she is dead. Nurses are not the Fates,
To foster it, nor ever to preserve.
She died at night; I'll say so. Who can cross it?
Unless you play the pious innocent,
And for an honest attribute cry out
'She died by foul play.'
CLEON. O, go to. Well, well.
Of all the faults beneath the heavens the gods
Do like this worst.
DIONYZA. Be one of those that thinks
The petty wrens of Tharsus will fly hence,
And open this to Pericles. I do shame
To think of what a noble strain you are,
And of how coward a spirit.
CLEON. To such proceeding
Who ever but his approbation added,
Though not his prime consent, he did not flow
From honourable sources.
DIONYZA. Be it so, then.
Yet none does know, but you, how she came dead,
Nor none can know, Leonine being gone.
She did distain my child, and stood between
Her and her fortunes. None would look on her,
But cast their gazes on Marina's face;
Whilst ours was blurted at, and held a mawkin,
Not worth the time of day. It pierc'd me thorough;
And though you call my course unnatural,
You not your child well loving, yet I find
It greets me as an enterprise of kindness
Perform'd to your sole daughter.
CLEON. Heavens forgive it!
DIONYZA. And as for Pericles,
What should he say? We wept after her hearse,
And yet we mourn; her monument
Is almost finish'd, and her epitaphs
In glittering golden characters express
A general praise to her, and care in us
At whose expense 'tis done.
CLEON. Thou art like the harpy,
Which, to betray, dost, with thine angel's face,
Seize with thine eagle's talons.
DIONYZA. You are like one that superstitiously
Doth swear to the gods that winter kills the flies;
But yet I know you'll do as I advise. Exeunt
SCENE 4.
Before MARINA'S monument at Tharsus
Enter GOWER
GOWER. Thus time we waste, and longest leagues make short;
Sail seas in cockles, have an wish but for't;
Making, to take our imagination,
From bourn to bourn, region to region.
By you being pardon'd, we commit no crime
To use one language in each several clime
Where our scenes seem to live. I do beseech you
To learn of me, who stand i' th' gaps to teach you
The stages of our story. Pericles
Is now again thwarting the wayward seas,
Attended on by many a lord and knight,
To see his daughter, all his life's delight.
Old Helicanus goes along. Behind
Is left to govern it, you bear in mind,
Old Escanes, whom Helicanus late
Advanc'd in time to great and high estate.
Well-sailing ships and bounteous winds have brought
This king to Tharsus-think this pilot thought;
So with his steerage shall your thoughts grow on-
To fetch his daughter home, who first is gone.
Like motes and shadows see them move awhile;
Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile.
DUMB SHOW.
Enter PERICLES, at one door, with all his train:
CLEON and DIONYZA at the other. CLEON shows
PERICLES the tomb of MARINA, whereat PERICLES
makes lamentation, puts on sackcloth, and in
mighty passion departs. Then exeunt CLEON and DIONYZA
See how belief may suffer by foul show!
This borrowed passion stands for true old woe;
And Pericles, in sorrow all devour'd,
With sighs shot through and biggest tears o'ershower'd,
Leaves Tharsus, and again embarks. He swears
Never to wash his face nor cut his hairs;
He puts on sackcloth, and to sea. He bears
A tempest which his mortalvessel tears,
And yet he rides it out. Now please you wit
The epitaph is for Marina writ
By wicked Dionyza. [Reads the inscription on
MARINA'S monument]
'The fairest, sweetest, and best lies here,
Who withered in her spring of year.
She was of Tyrus the King's daughter,
On whom foul death hath made this slaughter;
Marina was she call'd; and at her birth,
Thetis, being proud, swallowed some part o' th' earth;
Therefore the earth, fearing to be o'er-flowed,
Hath Thetis' birth-child on the heavens bestowed;
Wherefore she does-and swears she'll never stint-
Make raging battery upon shores of flint.'
No visor does become black villainy
So well as soft and tender flattery.
Let Pericles believe his daughter's dead,
And bear his courses to be ordered
By Lady Fortune; while our scene must play
His daughter's woe and heavy well-a-day
In her unholy service. Patience, then,
And think you now are all in Mytilen. Exit
SCENE 5.
Mytilene. A street before the brothel
Enter, from the brothel, two GENTLEMEN
FIRST GENTLEMAN. Did you ever hear the like?
SECOND GENTLEMAN. No, nor never shall do in such a place
as this, she being once gone.
FIRST GENTLEMAN. But to have divinity preach'd there!
Did you ever dream of such a thing?
SECOND GENTLEMAN. No, no. Come, I am for no more
bawdy-houses. Shall's go hear the vestals sing?
FIRST GENTLEMAN. I'll do anything now that is virtuous;
but I am out of the road of rutting for ever. Exeunt
SCENE 6.
Mytilene. A room in the brothel
Enter PANDER, BAWD, and BOULT
PANDER. Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her she
had ne'er come here.
BAWD. Fie, fie, upon her! She's able to freeze the god Priapus,
and undo a whole generation. We must either get her
ravished or be rid of her. When she should do for clients
ravisher fitment, and do me the kindness of our profession, she
has me her quirks, her reasons, her master-reasons, her
prayers, her knees; that she would make a puritan of the
devil, if he should cheapen a kiss of her.
BOULT. Faith, I must ravish her, or she'll disfurnish us of all
our cavalleria and make our swearers priests.
PANDER. Now the pox upon her green-sickness for me!
BAWD. Faith, there's no way to be rid on't but by the way
to the pox. Here comes the Lord Lysimachus disguised.
BOULT. We should have both lord and lown, if the peevish
baggage would but give way to customers.
Enter LYSIMACHUS
LYSIMACHUS. How now! How a dozen of virginities?
BAWD. Now, the gods to bless your Honour!
BOULT. I am glad to see your Honour in good health.
LYSIMACHUS. You may so; 'tis the better for you that your
resorters stand upon sound legs. How now! Wholesome
iniquity have you, that a man may deal withal and defy
the surgeon?
BAWD. We have here one, sir, if she would-but there never
came her like in Mytilene.
LYSIMACHUS. If she'd do the deed of darkness, thou wouldst
say.
should lodge them with this sign.
BAWD. [To MARINA] Pray you, come hitherawhile. You
have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must seem
to do that fearfully which you commitwillingly; to
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.
MARINA. I understand you not.
BOULT. O, take her home, mistress, take her home. These
blushes of hers must be quench'd with some present practice.
BAWD. Thou sayest true, i' faith, so they must; for your
bride goes to that with shame which is her way to go with
warrant.
BOULT. Faith, some do, and some do not. But, mistress, if I
have bargain'd for the joint-
BAWD. Thou mayest cut a morsel off the spit.
BOULT. I may so.
BAWD. Who should deny it? Come, young one, I like the
manner of your garments well.
BOULT. Ay, by my faith, they shall not be chang'd yet.
BAWD. Boult, spend thou that in the town; report what
sojourner we have; you'll lose nothing by custom. When
nature fram'd this piece she meant thee a good turn;
therefore say what a paragon she is, and thou hast the harvest
out of thine own report.
BOULT. I warrant you, mistress, thunder shall not so awake
the beds of eels as my giving out her beauty stir up the
lewdly inclined. I'll bring home some to-night.
BAWD. Come your ways; follow me.
MARINA. If fires be hot, knives sharp, or water deep,
Untied I still my virgin knot will keep.
Diana aid my purpose!
BAWD. What have we to do with Diana? Pray you, will you
go with us? Exeunt
SCENE 3.
Tharsus. CLEON'S house
Enter CLEON and DIONYZA
DIONYZA. Why are you foolish? Can it be undone?
CLEON. O Dionyza, such a piece of slaughter
The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon!
DIONYZA. I think
You'll turn a child again.
CLEON. Were I chief lord of all this spacious world,
I'd give it to undo the deed. O lady,
Much less in blood than virtue, yet a princes
To equal any single crown o' th' earth
I' th' justice of compare! O villain Leonine!
Whom thou hast pois'ned too.
If thou hadst drunk to him, 't had been a kindness
Becoming well thy fact. What canst thou say
When noble Pericles shall demand his child?
DIONYZA. That she is dead. Nurses are not the Fates,
To foster it, nor ever to preserve.
She died at night; I'll say so. Who can cross it?
Unless you play the pious innocent,
And for an honest attribute cry out
'She died by foul play.'
CLEON. O, go to. Well, well.
Of all the faults beneath the heavens the gods
Do like this worst.
DIONYZA. Be one of those that thinks
The petty wrens of Tharsus will fly hence,
And open this to Pericles. I do shame
To think of what a noble strain you are,
And of how coward a spirit.
CLEON. To such proceeding
Who ever but his approbation added,
Though not his prime consent, he did not flow
From honourable sources.
DIONYZA. Be it so, then.
Yet none does know, but you, how she came dead,
Nor none can know, Leonine being gone.
She did distain my child, and stood between
Her and her fortunes. None would look on her,
But cast their gazes on Marina's face;
Whilst ours was blurted at, and held a mawkin,
Not worth the time of day. It pierc'd me thorough;
And though you call my course unnatural,
You not your child well loving, yet I find
It greets me as an enterprise of kindness
Perform'd to your sole daughter.
CLEON. Heavens forgive it!
DIONYZA. And as for Pericles,
What should he say? We wept after her hearse,
And yet we mourn; her monument
Is almost finish'd, and her epitaphs
In glittering golden characters express
A general praise to her, and care in us
At whose expense 'tis done.
CLEON. Thou art like the harpy,
Which, to betray, dost, with thine angel's face,
Seize with thine eagle's talons.
DIONYZA. You are like one that superstitiously
Doth swear to the gods that winter kills the flies;
But yet I know you'll do as I advise. Exeunt
SCENE 4.
Before MARINA'S monument at Tharsus
Enter GOWER
GOWER. Thus time we waste, and longest leagues make short;
Sail seas in cockles, have an wish but for't;
Making, to take our imagination,
From bourn to bourn, region to region.
By you being pardon'd, we commit no crime
To use one language in each several clime
Where our scenes seem to live. I do beseech you
To learn of me, who stand i' th' gaps to teach you
The stages of our story. Pericles
Is now again thwarting the wayward seas,
Attended on by many a lord and knight,
To see his daughter, all his life's delight.
Old Helicanus goes along. Behind
Is left to govern it, you bear in mind,
Old Escanes, whom Helicanus late
Advanc'd in time to great and high estate.
Well-sailing ships and bounteous winds have brought
This king to Tharsus-think this pilot thought;
So with his steerage shall your thoughts grow on-
To fetch his daughter home, who first is gone.
Like motes and shadows see them move awhile;
Your ears unto your eyes I'll reconcile.
DUMB SHOW.
Enter PERICLES, at one door, with all his train:
CLEON and DIONYZA at the other. CLEON shows
PERICLES the tomb of MARINA, whereat PERICLES
makes lamentation, puts on sackcloth, and in
mighty passion departs. Then exeunt CLEON and DIONYZA
See how belief may suffer by foul show!
This borrowed passion stands for true old woe;
And Pericles, in sorrow all devour'd,
With sighs shot through and biggest tears o'ershower'd,
Leaves Tharsus, and again embarks. He swears
Never to wash his face nor cut his hairs;
He puts on sackcloth, and to sea. He bears
A tempest which his mortalvessel tears,
And yet he rides it out. Now please you wit
The epitaph is for Marina writ
By wicked Dionyza. [Reads the inscription on
MARINA'S monument]
'The fairest, sweetest, and best lies here,
Who withered in her spring of year.
She was of Tyrus the King's daughter,
On whom foul death hath made this slaughter;
Marina was she call'd; and at her birth,
Thetis, being proud, swallowed some part o' th' earth;
Therefore the earth, fearing to be o'er-flowed,
Hath Thetis' birth-child on the heavens bestowed;
Wherefore she does-and swears she'll never stint-
Make raging battery upon shores of flint.'
No visor does become black villainy
So well as soft and tender flattery.
Let Pericles believe his daughter's dead,
And bear his courses to be ordered
By Lady Fortune; while our scene must play
His daughter's woe and heavy well-a-day
In her unholy service. Patience, then,
And think you now are all in Mytilen. Exit
SCENE 5.
Mytilene. A street before the brothel
Enter, from the brothel, two GENTLEMEN
FIRST GENTLEMAN. Did you ever hear the like?
SECOND GENTLEMAN. No, nor never shall do in such a place
as this, she being once gone.
FIRST GENTLEMAN. But to have divinity preach'd there!
Did you ever dream of such a thing?
SECOND GENTLEMAN. No, no. Come, I am for no more
bawdy-houses. Shall's go hear the vestals sing?
FIRST GENTLEMAN. I'll do anything now that is virtuous;
but I am out of the road of rutting for ever. Exeunt
SCENE 6.
Mytilene. A room in the brothel
Enter PANDER, BAWD, and BOULT
PANDER. Well, I had rather than twice the worth of her she
had ne'er come here.
BAWD. Fie, fie, upon her! She's able to freeze the god Priapus,
and undo a whole generation. We must either get her
ravished or be rid of her. When she should do for clients
ravisher fitment, and do me the kindness of our profession, she
has me her quirks, her reasons, her master-reasons, her
prayers, her knees; that she would make a puritan of the
devil, if he should cheapen a kiss of her.
BOULT. Faith, I must ravish her, or she'll disfurnish us of all
our cavalleria and make our swearers priests.
PANDER. Now the pox upon her green-sickness for me!
BAWD. Faith, there's no way to be rid on't but by the way
to the pox. Here comes the Lord Lysimachus disguised.
BOULT. We should have both lord and lown, if the peevish
baggage would but give way to customers.
Enter LYSIMACHUS
LYSIMACHUS. How now! How a dozen of virginities?
BAWD. Now, the gods to bless your Honour!
BOULT. I am glad to see your Honour in good health.
LYSIMACHUS. You may so; 'tis the better for you that your
resorters stand upon sound legs. How now! Wholesome
iniquity have you, that a man may deal withal and defy
the surgeon?
BAWD. We have here one, sir, if she would-but there never
came her like in Mytilene.
LYSIMACHUS. If she'd do the deed of darkness, thou wouldst
say.
- hither [´hiðə]
ad.到此处 (初中英语单词) - awhile [ə´wail] ad.少顷；片刻 (初中英语单词)
- commit [kə´mit] vt.犯(罪)；把...判处 (初中英语单词)
- mistress [´mistris] n.女主人；情妇；女能手 (初中英语单词)
- thunder [´θʌndə] n.雷 vi.打雷 vt.吼出 (初中英语单词)
- virtue [´və:tʃu:] n.美德；贞操；长处 (初中英语单词)
- attribute [ə´tribju:t] n.象征 vt.归因于 (初中英语单词)
- coward [´kauəd] n.胆怯者 a.胆小的 (初中英语单词)
- honourable [´ɔnərəbəl] a.荣誉的；正直的 (初中英语单词)
- enterprise [´entəpraiz] n.企业；雄心；胆识 (初中英语单词)
- forgive [fə´giv] vt.原谅，谅解，宽恕 (初中英语单词)
- betray [bi´trei] vt.背叛；辜负；暴露 (初中英语单词)
- advise [əd´vaiz] vt.忠告；建议；通知 (初中英语单词)
- monument [´mɔnjumənt] n.纪念碑；古迹 (初中英语单词)
- govern [´gʌvən] v.统治；控制；指导 (初中英语单词)
- passion [´pæʃən] n.激情；激怒；恋爱 (初中英语单词)
- belief [bi´li:f] n.相信；信仰，信条 (初中英语单词)
- vessel [´vesəl] n.容器；船；脉管 (初中英语单词)
- wicked [´wikid] a.邪恶的；不道德的 (初中英语单词)
- patience [´peiʃəns] n.忍耐(力)；耐心；坚韧 (初中英语单词)
- freeze [fri:z] v.结冰；凝固；冷淡 (初中英语单词)
- generation [,dʒenə´reiʃən] n.发生；世代；同龄人 (初中英语单词)
- profession [prə´feʃən] n.职业；声明；表白 (初中英语单词)
- virgin [´və:dʒin] a.处女(般)的 n.处女 (高中英语单词)
- spacious [´speiʃəs] a.广阔的，宽敞的 (高中英语单词)
- foster [´fɔstə] vt.促进；推动；鼓励 (高中英语单词)
- strain [strein] vt.拉紧 vi.拖 n.张力 (高中英语单词)
- loving [´lʌviŋ] a.爱的，有爱情的 (高中英语单词)
- beseech [bi´si:tʃ] v.恳求，哀求 (高中英语单词)
- tempest [´tempist] n.暴风雨 (高中英语单词)
- mortal [´mɔ:tl] a.致命的 n.凡人 (高中英语单词)
- inscription [in´skripʃən] n.题名；题字；碑文 (高中英语单词)
- battery [´bætəri] n.炮兵连；炮台；电池 (高中英语单词)
- pander [pændə] vi.勾引 n.拉皮条者 (高中英语单词)
- puritan [´pjuəritən] n.&a.清教徒(的) (高中英语单词)
- willingly [´wiliŋli] ad.情愿地，乐意地 (英语四级单词)
- morsel [´mɔ:səl] n.佳肴 vt.少量地分配 (英语四级单词)
- warrant [´wɔrənt] n.根据；委任书；权利 (英语四级单词)
- knives [naivz] knife的复数 (英语四级单词)
- villain [´vilən] n.坏人；恶棍；反面角色 (英语四级单词)
- whereat [weər´æt] ad.对于...；在这里 (英语四级单词)
- lamentation [,læmen´teiʃən] n.悲痛，哀悼，痛哭 (英语四级单词)
- divinity [di´viniti] n.神性，神；神学 (英语四级单词)
- withal [wi´ðɔ:l] ad.加之；同样；然而 (英语四级单词)
- wayward [´weiwəd] a.任性的；不易控制的 (英语六级单词)
- bounteous [´bauntiəs] a.宽宏大量的；丰富的 (英语六级单词)
- epitaph [´epitɑ:f] n.墓志铭 (英语六级单词)
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