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"Per. ⁠'Tis most certain.
"Cer. Look to the lady; O, she's but o'er-joy'd!
Early, one blust'ring morn, this lady was
Thrown on this shore. I op'd the coffin, and
Found there rich jewels; recover'd her, and plac'd her
Here in Diana's temple.
"Per. ⁠May we see them?
"Cer. Great sir, they shall be brought you to my house,
Whither I invite you. Look! Thaisa is
Recovered.
"Thai. ⁠O, let me look!
If he be none of mine, my sanctity
Will to my sense bend no licentious ear,
But curb it, spite of seeing. O, my lord,
Are you not Pericles? Like him you speak,
Like him you are: Did you not name a tempest,
A birth and death?
"Per. ⁠The voice of dead Thaisa!
"Thai. That Thaisa am I, supposed dead,
And drown'd.
"Per. ⁠Immortal Dian!
"Thai. ⁠Now I know you better.—
When we with tears parted Pentapolis,