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- # Enter Pericles with his Lords.
## Overview
This entry, titled "Enter Pericles with his Lords.", is a subsection of the play *Pericles, Prince of Tyre*. It is part of a larger collection and was extracted from a text file.
## Context
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## Contents
This section features a monologue by Pericles, who expresses his profound melancholy and inner turmoil. He reflects on his inability to find solace despite the presence of pleasures and the distance of his troubles. Pericles laments his powerlessness against Antiochus, whose influence he fears. The text captures Pericles's internal conflict and his sense of dread regarding his situation and the actions of Antiochus.
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- ## Enter Pericles with his Lords.
**Pe.** Let none disturb us, why shold this chage of thoughts, The sad companion dull eyde melancholic,
By me so vf.ie a guest. as not an hourc
In the dayes glorious walke or peacefull night,
The tombe where griese stould seepe can breed me quiet,
Here pleasures court mine eies, and mine eies shun them,
And aunger which I searde is at Antioch,
Whose arme seerere farce too short to hit me here,
Yet neither pleasures Art can ioy my spirits,
Nor yet the others distance comfort me,
Then it is thus, the passions of the mind,
That I aue their first conception by misdread,
I laue after nourishment and life, by care
And what was first but seare, what might be done,
Groces elder now, and cares it be not done.
And so with me the great Antiochus,
Gainst whom I am too little to contend.
Since hees so great, can make his will his act,
Will thinke me speaking, though I sweare to silence,
Nor hooves iting to say. I honour,
If he suspect I may dishonour him.
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- Enter Pericles with his Lords.