Pericles, [1.4.85-96]. Pericles. “Lord Governor, for so we hear you are,/ Let not our ships and number of our men/ Be like a beacon fir’d t’ amaze your eyes,/ We have heard your miseries as far as Tyre,/ And seen the desolation of your streets;/ Nor come we to add sorrow to your tears,/ But relieve them of their heavy load;/ And these our ships you happily may think/ Are like the Troyan horse was stuff’d within/ With bloody veins, expecting voerthrow,/ Are stor’d with corn to make your needy bread,/ And give them life whom hunger starv’d half dead.”


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