storm was
over, Pericles ordered the sailors to make for Tarsus. "For," said
Pericles, "the babe cannot hold out till we come to Tyre. At Tarsus I
will leave it at careful nursing."

After that tempestuous night when Thaisa was thrown into the sea, and
while it was yet early morning, as Cerimon a worthy gentleman of
Ephesus, and a most skilful physician, was standing by the sea-side, his
servants brought to him a chest, which they said the sea-waves had
thrown on the land. "I never saw," said one of them, "so huge a billow
as cast it on our shore." Cerimon ordered the chest to be conveyed to
his own house, and when it was opened he beheld with wonder the body of
a young and lovely lady; and the sweet-smelling spices and rich casket
of jewels made him conclude it was some great person who was thus
strangely entombed: searching farther, he discovered a paper, from which
he learned that the corpse which lay as dead before him had been a
queen, and wife to Pericles, Prince of Tyre; and much admiring at the
strangeness of that accident, and more pitying the husband who had lost
this sweet lady, he said, "If you are living, Pericles, you have a heart
that even cracks with woe." Then observing attentively Thaisa's face, he
saw how fresh and unlike death her looks were, and he said, "They were
too hasty that threw you into the sea:" for he did not believe her to be
dead. He ordered a fire to be made, and proper cordials to be brought,
and soft music to be played, which might help to calm her amazed spirits
if she should revive; and he said to those who crowded round her,
wondering at what they saw, "I pray you, gentlemen, give her air; the
queen will live; she has not been entranced above five hours; and see,
she begins to blow into life again; she is alive; behold, her eyelids
move; this fair creature will live to make us weep to hear her fate."
Thaisa had never died, but after the birth of her little baby had fallen
into a deep swoon, which made all that saw her conclude her to be dead;
and now by the care of this kind gentleman she once more revived to
light and life; and opening her eyes, she said, "Where am I? Where is my
lord? What world is this?" By gentle degrees Cerimon let her understand
what had befallen her; and when he thought she was enough recovered to
bear the sight, he showed her the paper written by her husband, and the
jewels; and she looked on the paper, and said, "It is my lord's writing.
That I was shippe