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- # Pericles, Prince of Tyre, Act IV, Scene i, Lines 95-111
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This section contains lines 95 through 111 from Act IV, Scene i of William Shakespeare's play *Pericles, Prince of Tyre*. It is part of the larger chapter titled "Pericles" and was extracted from the file `pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt`.
## Context
This section is situated within the play *Pericles, Prince of Tyre*, specifically in Act IV, Scene i. The scene features characters Pandor and Boult discussing recent events and the arrival of new characters. The text is part of a collection titled "PDF Workflow Main Test 2026-01-30T00:26:53".
## Contents
This segment of the play includes dialogue between Pandor and Boult, followed by the entrance of Boult with pirates and Marina. The dialogue touches upon the death of a "Transilvanian" and the search for business in the market. Boult presents Marina, describing her qualities and price to the Bawd. The scene sets up Marina's introduction to her new circumstances.
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- Pericles, Prince of Tyre, Act IV, Scene i, Lines 95-111
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- IV. i. 95—IV. ii. 21
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# Pericles Prince of Tyre.
**Pandor.** Thou fayest true, ther's two vinwholesome a conscience, the poore Transilvanian is dead that laye with the little baggadge.
**Boult.** I, thee quickly poupt him, the made him roast-meate for wormes, but Ile goe fearche the market.
*Exit.*
**Pand.** Three or foure thoufande Checkins were as prettie a proportion to liue quietly, and fo giue ouer.
**Bawd.** Why, to giue ouer I pray you? Is it a shame to get when wee are olde?
**Pand.** Oh our credite comes not in like the commoditie, not the commoditie wages not with the daunger: therefore if in our youths we could picke vp some prettie estate, t'were not amise to keepe our doore hatch't, besides the fore tearmes we stand vpon with the gods, wilbe strong with vs for giuing ore.
**Bawd.** Come other forts offend as well as wee.
**Pand.** As well as wee. I, and better too, wee offende worfe, neither is our profession any trade, It's no calling, but heere comes *Boult*.
# Enter Boult with the Pirates and Marina.
**Boult.** Come your wayes my maisters, you say thee's a virgin.
**Sayler.** O Sir, wee doubt it not.
**Boult.** Master, I haue gone through for this peece you see, if you like her so, if not I haue loft my earnest.
**Bawd.** Boult has thee anie qualities?
**Boult.** Shee has a good face, speakes well, and has excellent good cloathes: theres no farther necessitie of qualities can make her be refuz'd.
**Bawd.** What's her price *Boult*?
*Boult.*
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- IV. i. 95—IV. ii. 21