First Gentleman

The heavens,
Through you, increase our wonder and set up
Your fame forever.

CERIMON

She is alive; behold,
Her eyelids, cases to those heavenly jewels
Which Pericles hath lost,
Begin to part their fringes of bright gold;
The diamonds of a most praised water
Do appear, to make the world twice rich. Live,
And make us weep to hear your fate, fair creature,
Rare as you seem to be.

She moves

THAISA

O dear Diana,
Where am I? Where's my lord? What world is this?

Second Gentleman

Is not this strange?

First Gentleman

Most rare.

CERIMON

Hush, my gentle neighbours!
Lend me your hands; to the next chamber bear her.
Get linen: now this matter must be look'd to,
For her relapse is mortal. Come, come;
And AEsculapius guide us!

Exeunt, carrying her away