THAISA.
O dear Diana,
Where am I? Where’s my lord? What world is this?
SECOND GENTLEMAN.
Is not this strange?
FIRST GENTLEMAN.
Most rare.
CERIMON.
Hush, my gentle neighbours!
Lend me your hands; to the next chamber bear her.
Get linen: now this matter must be look’d to,
For her relapse is mortal. Come, come;
And Aesculapius guide us!
[Exeunt, carrying her away.]
SCENE III. Tarsus. A room in Cleon’s house.
Enter Pericles, Cleon, Dionyza and Lychorida with Marina in her arms.
PERICLES.
Most honour’d Cleon, I must needs be gone;
My twelve months are expired, and Tyrus stands
In a litigious peace. You and your lady,
Take from my heart all thankfulness! The gods
Make up the rest upon you!
CLEON.
Your shafts of fortune, though they hurt you mortally,
Yet glance full wanderingly on us.
DIONYZA.
O, your sweet queen!
That the strict fates had pleased you had brought her hither,
To have bless’d mine eyes with her!