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- # Dombe forw.
## Overview
This entity is a scene labeled "Dombe forw." extracted from a text file, identified as a scene within the play *Pericles Prince of Tyree*. It spans lines 15719 to 15751 of the source file and was extracted on January 30, 2026.
## Context
The scene is part of the chapter "[Pericles Prince of Tyree](arke:01KG6S4D9NH3YE20C4QTTYGAEX)" found in the [Venus and Adonis, Lucrece, Sonnets, and Pericles (Facsimile Editions)](arke:01KG6S3KNZT62WVVW4VT384KPF) poetry collection. The source text file, [pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt](arke:01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA), is part of the [PDF Workflow Main Test 2026-01-30T00:26:53](arke:01KG6NWQ2H2K4PGG7H4ZHYCZ3Y) collection. This scene is preceded by the scene "[Enter Gower.](arke:01KG6S5M3PH35VHYJVGVR9NP84)" and followed by "[Enter Pericles waste.](arke:01KG6S5M36VEBX9HRBCJXMJR5R)".
## Contents
The scene contains stage directions and a speech, seemingly delivered by Gower, that summarizes events in Tyre and introduces Pericles' arrival. The stage directions call for Pericles and Cleon to enter, followed by a gentleman with a letter for Pericles. The speech recounts events in Tyre, including attempted murder and escapes by sea, culminating in a shipwreck and Pericles being cast ashore.
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- Dombe forw.
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- ## Dombe forw.
Enter as one dore Pericles talking with Cleon, all the trains
with them: Enter as an other dore, a Gentleman with a
Letter to Pericles, Pericles follows the Letter to Cleon;
Pericles quos the Messenger a reward, and Knights hims
Exa: Pericles or one dore, and Cleon as an other.
Good Heisen: that stay de at home,
Not to eate Hony like a Drone,
From others labours; for though he striue
To killen bad, kerpe good aliue:
And to fulfill his prince defire,
Sau’d one of all, that haps in Tyre:
How Thalars came full bent with finne,
And hid in Tent to murdred him;
And that in Thorfi: was not best,
Longer for him to make his rest:
He doing so, put footh to Seas;
Where when men been, there’s feldome ease,
For now the Wind begins to blow,
Thunder aboue, and deepes below,
Makes such vniquet, that the Shippe,
Should house him safe; is wrackt and split;
And he (good Prince) hauing all lost,
By Waves, from coast to coast is tost:
All perishen of man of pelfe,
Ne ought escapend but himselfe;
Till Fortune tu’d with doing bad,
Threw him a shore, to giue him glad:
And heere he comes: what shall be next,
Par don old Gower, this long’s the text.
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- Dombe forw.