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Did warrant me was likely.

PERICLES
Tell thy story.
If thine considered prove the thousandth part
Of my endurance, thou art a man, and I
Have suffered like a girl; yet thou dost look [135]

Like Patience gazing on kings’ graves and smiling
Extremity out of act. What were thy friends?
How lost thou them? Thy name, my most kind virgin?

Recount, I do beseech thee. Come, sit by me.

MARINA

My name is Marina.

PERICLES
O, I am mocked, [140]
And thou by some incensèd god sent hither
To make the world to laugh at me.

MARINA
Patience, good sir,

Or here I’ll cease.

PERICLES
Nay, I’ll be patient.
Thou little knowest how thou dost startle me
To call thyself Marina.

MARINA
The name [145]

Was given me by one that had some power,
My father, and a king.

PERICLES
How, a king’s daughter?
And called Marina?