Page 186 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

Upon the pillow. Hie thee, whiles I say
A priestly farewell to her. Suddenly, woman.
Exit Lychorida.

SECOND SAILOR
Sir, we have a chest beneath the hatches, [70] caulked and bitumed ready.

PERICLES
I thank thee. Mariner, say, what coast is this?

FIRST SAILOR
We are near Tarsus.

PERICLES
Thither, gentle mariner,
Alter thy course for Tyre. When canst thou reach it? [75]

FIRST SAILOR
By break of day, if the wind cease.

PERICLES
O, make for Tarsus!
There will I visit Cleon, for the babe

Cannot hold out to Tyrus. There I’ll leave it
At careful nursing. Go thy ways, good mariner; [80]
I’ll bring the body presently.
Exeunt.

Scene II IT

Enter Lord Cerimon and two Servants.

CERIMON
Philemon, ho!

Enter Philemon.