Monologue

Cerimon Monologue from Pericles

From Pericles by William Shakespeare

male · inspirational · 1:56 min

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Nay, certainly tonight; For look how fresh she looks! They were too rough That threw her in the sea. Make a fire within Fetch hither all my boxes in my closet. (Exit a Servant.) Death may usurp on nature many hours, And yet the fire of life kindle again The o’erpress’d spirits. I heard of an Egyptian That had nine hours lain dead, Who was by good appliance recovered. Re-enter a Servant with napkins and fire. Well said, well said; the fire and cloths. The rough and woeful music that we have, Cause it to sound, beseech you The viol once more: how thou stirr’st, thou block! The music there!—I pray you, give her air. Gentlemen, this queen will live. Nature awakes; a warmth breathes out of her. She hath not been entranced above five hours. See how she ’gins to blow into life’s flower again! (FIRST GENTLEMAN: The heavens, through you, increase our wonder And sets up your fame for ever.) She is alive; behold, her eyelids, Cases to those heavenly jewels which Pericles hath lost, Begin to part their fringes of bright gold; The diamonds of a most praised water doth appear, To make the world twice rich. Live, and make us weep To hear your fate, fair creature, rare as you seem to be. (She moves.)

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Cerimon, a physician, is attempting to revive a queen who has been thrown into the sea, expressing his determination and hope for her recovery amidst the urgency of the situation.

40s · hope · life · death · resurrection · nature

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