This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1896 Excerpt: ...can speak of the disturbances That nature works, and of her cures; which doth give me A more content in course of true delight Than to be thirsty after tottering honour, 40 Or tie my treasure up in silken bags, To please the fool and death. See. Gent. Your honour has through Ephesus pour'd forth Your charity, and hundreds call themselves Your creatures, who by you have been restored: And not your knowledge, your personal pain, but even Your pane, still open, hath built Lord Cerimon Such strong renown as time shall never.... Enter two or three Servants with a chest. First Serv. So; lift there. Cer. What's that? Fsrst Serv. Sir, Even now did the sea toss up upon our shore 50 This chest: 'tis of some wreck. Cer. Set't down, let's look upon't. Sec. Gent. 'Tis like a coffin, sir. Cer. Whate'er it be, 'Tis wondrous heavy. Wrench it open straight: If the sea's stomach be o'ercharged with gold, 'Tis a good constraint of fortune it belches upon us. See. Gent. 'Tis so, my lord. Cer. How close 'tis caulk'd and bitumed! Did the sea cast it up? First Serv. I never saw so huge a billow, sir, as toss'd it upon shore. Cer. Wrench it open: Soft! it smells most sweetly in my sense. 60 Sec. Gent. A delicate odour. Cer. As ever hit my nostril. So, up with it. O you most potent gods! what's here? a corse! First Gent. Most strange! Cer. Shrouded in cloth of state; balmed and entreasured With full bags of spices! A passport too! Apollo, perfect me in the characters! Reads from a scroll. Here I give to understand, If e'er this coffin drive a-land, I, King Pericles, have lost 70 This queen, worth all our mundane cost. Who finds her, give her burying; She was the daughter of a king: Besides this treasure for a fee, The gods requite his charity!' If thou livest, Pericles, thou hast a...