Dion.
Thy oath remember; thou hast sworn to do it^{4 note}





:
'Tis but a blow, which never shall be known.
Thou canst not do a thing i' the world so soon,
To yield thee so much profit. Let not conscience,
Which is but cold, inflame love in thy bosom^{5 note}

Inflame too nicely; nor let pity, which
Even women have cast off, melt thee, but be
A soldier to thy purpose.

Leon.
I'll do't; but yet she is a goodly creature^{6 note}

.

Dion.
The fitter then the gods should have her^{7 note}


. Here

Weeping she comes for her old nurse's death^{8 note}

Leon.
I am resolv'd. Enter Marina, with a Basket of Flowers.

Mar.
No, I will rob Tellus of her weed,
To strew thy green with flowers^{9 note}

The purple violets, and marigolds,
Shall, as a carpet, hang upon thy grave,
While summer days do last^{1 note}

Dion.
How now, Marina! why do you keep alone^{3 note}

With this unprofitable woe! Come, come;
Give me your wreath of flowers, ere the sea mar it.
Walk forth with Leonine; the air is quick there^{8 note}

Mar.
No, I pray you;
I'll not bereave you of your servant.

Dion.
Come, come;
I love the king your father, and yourself,
With more than foreign heart^{1 note}. We every day
Expect him here: when he shall come, and find
Our paragon to all reports^{2 note}

, thus blasted,

He will repent the breadth of his great voyage;
Blame both my lord and me, that we have ta'en
No care to your best courses^{3 note}

Mar.
Well, I will go;
But yet I have no desire to it^{5 note}


.

Dion.
Come, come, I know 'tis good for you.
Walk half an hour, Leonine, at the least;
Remember what I have said.

Leon.
I warrant you, madam.

Dion.
I'll leave you, my sweet lady, for a while;

Pray you walk softly, do not heat your blood:
What! I must have a care of you.

Mar.
Thanks, sweet madam.— [Exit Dionyza.
Is this wind westerly that blows?

Leon.
South-west.

Mar.
When I was born, the wind was north.

Leon.
Was't so?

Mar.
My father, as nurse said, did never fear,
But cry'd, good seamen! to the sailors, galling
His kingly hands with hauling of the ropes^{6 note}

Leon.
When was this?

Mar.
When I was born:
Never was waves nor wind more violent;
And from the ladder-tackle washes off
A canvas-climber^{7 note}

And with a dropping industry they skip
From stem to stern^{9 note}

Leon.
Come, say your prayers.

Mar.
What mean you?

Leon.
If you require a little space for prayer,
I grant it: Pray; but be not tedious,
For the gods are quick of ear, and I am sworn
To do my work with haste.

Mar.
Why, will you kill me^{2 note}

Leon.
To satisfy my lady.

Mar.
Why would she have me kill'd?
Now as I can remember, by my troth,
I never did her hurt in all my life;
I never spake bad word, nor did ill turn
To any living creature: believe me, la,
I never kill'd a mouse, nor hurt a fly:
I trod upon a worm against my will,
But I wept for it^{3 note}



. How have I offended,
Wherein my death might yield her profit, or
My life imply her danger.

Leon.
My commission
Is not to reason of the deed, but do it.

Mar.
You will not do't for all the world, I hope.
You are well favour'd, and your looks foreshow
You have a gentle heart. I saw you lately,
When you caught hurt in parting two that fought:
Good sooth, it show'd well in you; do so now:
Your lady seeks my life; come you between,
And save poor me, the weaker.

Leon.
I am sworn,
And will despatch. Enter Pirates, whilst Marina is struggling.

1 Pirate.

Hold, villain!

2 Pirate.

A prize! a prize!

3 Pirate.

Half-part, mates, half-part. Come, let's have her aboard suddenly.