Monologue

Cerimon Monologue from Pericles

From Pericles by William Shakespeare

male · anguished · 1:10 min

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Wrench it open; Soft! it smells most sweetly in my sense. (SECOND GENTLEMAN: A delicate odour.) As ever hit my nostril. So up with it. O you most potent gods! what’s here? a corpse! (FIRST GENTLEMAN: Most strange!) Shrouded in cloth of state; balm’d 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 drives a-land, I, King Pericles, have lost 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 heart That even cracks for woe! This chanced tonight.

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Cerimon mourns the loss of Queen Thaisa, expressing his sorrow and the weight of the treasure he has found, while hoping for her return.

30s · sadness · death · loss · love · fate

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