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Pericles Monologue

From Pericles by William Shakespeare

male · anguished · 1:00 min

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Thou god of this great vast, rebuke these surges, Which wash both heaven and hell; and thou that hast Upon the winds command, bind them in brass, Having call’d them from the deep! O, still Thy deafening, dreadful thunders; gently quench Thy nimble, sulphurous flashes! O, how, Lychorida, How does my queen? Thou stormest venomously; Wilt thou spit all thyself? The seaman’s whistle Is as a whisper in the ears of death, Unheard. Lychorida! - Lucina, O! Divinest patroness, and midwife gentle To those that cry by night, convey thy deity Aboard our dancing boat; make swift the pangs Of my queen’s travails! Now, Lychorida! Enter Lychorida with an infant.

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Pericles is in a moment of turmoil as he faces a violent storm at sea, anxiously concerned for the safety of his wife, who is in labor, and pleading for divine intervention.

30s · fear · family · birth · fate · power

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