CERIMON
Madam, this letter, and some certain jewels,
Lay with you in your coffer, which are
At your command. Know you the character?
THAISA
It is my lord’s.
That I was shipp’d at sea, I well remember,
Even on my groaning time; but whether there
Deliver’d, by the holy gods,
I cannot rightly say. But since King Pericles,
My wedded lord, I shall see again,
A vestal livery will I take me to,
And never more have joy.
CERIMON
Madam, if this you purpose as speak,
Diana’s temple is not distant far,
Where you may abide till your date expire.
Moreover, if you please, a niece of mine
Shall there attend you.
THAISA
My recompense is thanks, that’s all;
Yet my good will is great, though the gift small.