Bawd. Boult, has she any qualities?

Boult. She has a good face, speaks well, and has excellent good clothes: there's no farther necessity of qualities can make her be refused.

Bawd. What's her price, Boult?

Boult. I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces.

Pand. Well, follow me, my masters, you shall have your money presently. Wife, take her in: instruct her what she has to do, that she may not be raw in her entertainment. [Exeunt Pander and Pirates. Bawd. Boult, take you the marks of her; the colour of her hair, complexion, height, her age, with warrant of her virginity, and cry, "He that will give most, shall have her first." Such a maidenhead were no cheap thing, if men were as they have been. Get this done as I command you.

Boult. Performance shall follow.

[Exit BOULT. Mar. Alack, that Leonine was so slack, so slow! He should have struck, not spoke; or that these pirates, (Not enough barbarous) had not o'erboard thrown me For to seek my mother!

Bawd. Why lament you, pretty one?

Mar. That I am pretty.

Bawd. Come, the gods have done their part in you. Mar. I accuse them not.

Bawd. You are lit into my hands, where you are like to live.

Mar. The more my fault,

To 'scape his hands where I was like to die.

Bawd. Ay, and you shall live in pleasure.

Mar. No.

Bawd. Yes, indeed, shall you, and taste gentlemen of all fashions. You shall fare well: you shall have the difference of all complexions. What! do you stop your ears?

Mar. Are you a woman?

Bawd. What would you have me be, an I be not a woman?

Mar. An honest woman, or not a woman.

Bawd. Marry, whip thee, gosling: I think I shall have something to do with you. Come, you are a young foolish sapling, and must be bowed as I would have you.

Mar. The gods defend me!

Bawd. If it please the gods to defend you by men, then men must comfort you, men must feed you, men stir you up.-Boult's returned.

Re-enter BOULT.

Now, sir, hast thou cried her through the market? Boult. I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs I have drawn her picture with my voice.

Bawd. And I pr'ythee, tell me, how dost thou find the inclination of the people, especially of the younger

sort?

Boult. Faith, they listened to me, as they would have hearkened to their father's testament. There was a Spaniard's mouth so watered, that he went to bed to her very description.

Bawd. We shall have him here to-morrow with his best ruff on.

Boult. To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do you know the French knight that cowers i' the hams? Bawd. Who? monsieur Veroles?

Boult. Ay: he offered to cut a caper at the proclamation; but he made a groan at it, and swore he would see her to-morrow.

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Bawd. Well, well; as for him, he brought his disease

so watered, THAT he went-] "So" and "that" are not in the first edition, but in all others. Nevertheless, the original reading may be right, and it is intelligible: we should therefore prefer it, if we had not ancient authority to the contrary.

hither: here he does but repair it. I know, he will come in our shadow, to scatter his crowns in the sun.

Boult. Well, if we had of every nation a traveller, we should lodge them with this sign.

Baud. Pray you, come hither awhile. You have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me: you must seem to do that fearfully, which you commit willingly; to despise profit, where you have most gain. To weep that you live as you do, makes pity in your lovers: seldom, but that pity begets you a good opinion, and that opinion a mere profit.

Mar. I understand you not.

Boult. O! take her home, mistress, take her home: these blushes of her's must be quenched with some present practice.

Bawd. Thou say'st 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 bargained for the joint,

Bawd. Thou may'st 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 changed yet.

Bawd. Boult, spend thou that in the town: report what a sojourner we have; you'll lose nothing by custom. When nature framed 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 tonight.

5 and that opinion a MERE profit.] i. e. an absolute or, in this place, certain profit.

Bawd. Come your ways; follow me.

Mar. If fires be hot, knives sharp, or waters 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 IV.

Tharsus. A Room in CLEON'S House.

Enter CLEON and DIONYZA.

Dion. Why, are you foolish? Can it be undone?
Cle. O Dionyza! such a piece of slaughter

The sun and moon ne'er look'd upon.

Dion.

You'll turn a child again.

I think,

Cle. 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 princess

To equal any single crown o' the earth,

I' the justice of compare! O villain Leonine!
Whom thou hast poison'd too.

If thou hadst drunk to him, it had been a kindness
Becoming well thy face: what canst thou say,
When noble Pericles shall demand his child?

Dion. 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,

• Unless you play the PIOUS innocent,] It stands "impious innocent" in the quarto, 1609 all the later impressions omit the incongruous epithet. Monck Mason proposed to read "pious innocent," and his conjecture is fully confirmed by the novel founded upon the play, for there Dionyza says to her husband, "If such a pious innocent as yourself do not reveal it unto him."

And for an honest attribute, cry out,

"She died by foul play."

Cle.

O! go to. Well, well; Of all the faults beneath the heavens, the gods

Do like this worst.

Dion.
Be one of those, that think
The pretty 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.

Cle.

To such proceeding
Who ever but his approbation added,
Though not his pre-consent', he did not flow

From honourable courses.

Dion.

Be it so, then;

Yet none does know, but you, how she came dead,
Nor none can know, Leonine being gone.

She did disdain 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 malkin',
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.

Cle.

Dion. And as for Pericles,

Heavens forgive it!

What should he say? We wept after her hearse,

And even yet we mourn: her monument

Is almost finish'd, and her epitaphs

In glittering golden characters express

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his PRE-consent,] In the quarto, 1609, "his prince consent.”

• She did DISDAIN my child,] Steevens plausibly suggested that we ought to read "distain my child," inasmuch as Marina did not "disdain" Philoten, but show her off to disadvantage. The old copies afford a clear meaning.

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and held a MALKIN,] A "malkin" is a low wench. We have had "kitchen malkin" in "Coriolanus," Vol. vi. p. 178.