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[Kneels to THAISA.
Blessed and mine own!
I know you not.
'Twas Helicanus, then.
Thai. Lord Cerimon, my lord; this man,
I will, my lord.
Thai. Lord Cerimon hath letters of good credit,
Per. 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 the way. [Exeunt.
Enter GoWER. Gow. In Antioch, and his daughter, you have heard Of monstrous lust the due and just reward. In Pericles, his queen and daughter, seen (Although assailed with fortune fierce and keen,) Virtue preserved from fell destruction's blast, Led on by Heaven, and crowned 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 honored 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.
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LEAR, King of Britain.
Knights attending on the King, Officers, Messengers, Soldiers,
ACT 1. SCENE I. A Room of State in King Lear's Palace.
Enter KENT, GLOSTER, and EDMUND. Kent. I thought the king had more affected the duke of Albany, than Cornwall.
Glo. It did always seem so to us; but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so weighed, that curiosity in neither can make choice of either's moiety. · Kent. Is not this your son, my lord ?
Glo. His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge. I have 80 often blushed to acknowledge him, that now I am brazed to it.
Kent. I cannot conceive you.
Glo. Sir, this young fellow's mother could: whereupon she grew round-wombed; and had, indeed, sir, a son for her cradle, ere she had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a fault?
Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so proper.
Glo. But I have, sir, a son by order of law, some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer in my account. Though this knave came somewhat saucily into the world before he was sent for, yet was his mother fair; there was good sport at his making, and the whoreson must be acknowledged. Do you know this noble gentleman, Edmund ?
Edm. No, my lord.
Glo. My lord of Kent. Remember him hereafter as my honorable friend. Edm. My services to your lordship.