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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.
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