Page 164 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4
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This jewel holds his building on my arm.
Unto thy value I will mount myself
Upon a courser, whose delightful steps
Shall make the gazer joy to see him tread. [160]
Only, my friend, I yet am unprovided
Of a pair of bases.
SECOND FISHERMAN
We’ll sure provide. Thou shalt have my best gown to make thee a pair, and
I’ll bring thee to the court myself. [165]
PERICLES
Then honour be but a goal to my will,
This day I’ll rise, or else add ill to ill.
Exeunt.
Scene II IT
Enter Simonides with Lords and attendants, and Thaisa.
SIMONIDES
Are the knights ready to begin the triumph?
FIRST LORD
They are, my liege,
And stay your coming to present themselves.
SIMONIDES
Return them we are ready; and our daughter here,
In honour of whose birth these triumphs are, [5]
Sits here like beauty’s child, whom Nature gat
For men to see and, seeing, wonder at.
THAISA
It pleaseth you, my royal father, to express
My commendations great, whose merit’s less.