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- # II. v. 37—72
## Overview
This is a subsection of the play *Pericles Prince of Tyre*, specifically lines 37-72 of Act II, Scene v. It is extracted from the text file [pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt](arke:01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA) and is part of the [PDF Workflow Main Test 2026-01-30T00:26:53](arke:01KG6NWQ2H2K4PGG7H4ZHYCZ3Y) collection.
## Context
This subsection is part of the chapter [Pericles Prince of Tyre](arke:01KG6S4DVB01HFXQQT8GDS0AZN) within the larger text file. It is preceded by the scene titled "# Enter Thasa." [arke:01KG6S5M2GDJTAX53W874DBXKJ] and followed by the scene "Enter Gower." [arke:01KG6S5M2P20C2B8C28VFYEZJ8]. The text file was created as part of a PDF workflow test on January 30, 2026.
## Contents
This subsection contains dialogue between King Simonides, Thaisa, and Pericles. The King initially expresses his intent to control Thaisa's affections, but ultimately agrees to let her marry Pericles. The scene concludes with the King's blessing and a brief exchange between Thaisa and Pericles, confirming their mutual love and agreement to marry. The text also includes a page marker referencing [Page 651](arke:01KG6QMY2Q2WZ3Q9A9AD5R0JJE) of the original PDF document.
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# The Play of
At that, would make me glad?
King. Yea Miftris, are you so peremptorie?
I am glad on't with all my heart,
Ile tame you; Ile bring you in subjection.
Will you not, hauling my consent,
Beflow your loue and your affections,
Vpon a Stranger? who for ought I know,
May be (nor can I thinke the contrary)
As great in blood as I my selfe:
Therefore, heare you Miftris, either frame
Your will to mine: and you sir, heare you;
Either be rul'd by mee, or Ile make you,
Man and wife: nay come, your hands,
And lippes must seale it too: and being ioynd,
Ile thus your hopes destroy, and for further grief:
God giue you ioy; what are you both pleased?
The. Yes, if you lone me sir?
Peri. Even as my life, my blood that softers it.
King. What are you both agreed?
Ambo. Yes, if't please your Maiestie.
King. It pleaseth me so well, that I will see you wed,
And then with what hafe you can, get you to bed. Examiner.
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