Page 230 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

My derivation was from ancestors
Who stood equivalent with mighty kings.
But time hath rooted out my parentage,
And to the world and awkward casualties [90]

Bound me in servitude. (Aside) I will desist,
But there is something glows upon my cheek,
And whispers in mine ear ‘Go not till he speak.’

PERICLES
My fortunes − parentage − good parentage −

To equal mine − was it not thus? What say you? [95]

MARINA

I said, my lord, if you did know my parentage,
You would not do me violence.

PERICLES
I do think so. Pray you, turn your eyes upon me.
You’re like something that − What countrywoman?
Here of these shores?

MARINA
No, nor of any shores, [100]
Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am
No other than I appear.

PERICLES
I am great with woe, and shall deliver weeping.

My dearest wife was like this maid,
And such a one my daughter might have been. [105]
My queen’s square brows, her stature to an inch,
As wand-like straight, as silver-voiced,
Her eyes as jewel-like, and cased as richly,

In pace another Juno;
Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them hungry [110]
The more she gives them speech. Where do you live?