Monologue

Gower Monologue from Pericles

From Pericles by William Shakespeare

male · contemplative · 1:04 min

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Now our sands are almost run; More a little, and then dumb. This, my last boon, give me, For such kindness must relieve me, That you aptly will suppose What pageantry, what feats, what shows, What minstrelsy, and pretty din, The regent made in Mytilene To greet the king. So he thrived, That he is promised to be wived To fair Marina; but in no wise Till he had done his sacrifice, As Dian bade: whereto being bound, The interim, pray you, all confound. In feather’d briefness sails are fill’d, And wishes fall out as they’re will’d. At Ephesus, the temple see, Our king and all his company. That he can hither come so soon, Is by your fancy’s thankful doom. (Exit.)

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Gower reflects on the events leading to the impending marriage of the king and Marina, expressing a mix of hope and the weight of duty as the narrative approaches its conclusion.

40s · anticipation · fate · love · sacrifice · celebration

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