Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Critical Reference Edition, Vol. 1
Marina thus the Brothell scapes, and chaunces
2Into an Honest-house our Storie sayes:
3Shee sings like one immortall, and shee daunces
4As Goddesse-like to her admired layes.
5Deepe clearks she dumb's, and with her neele composes,
6Natures owne shape, of budde, bird, branche, or berry.
7That euen her art sisters the naturall Roses
Critical Apparatus8Her Inckle, Silke Twine, with the rubied Cherrie,
pg 14199That puples lackes she none of noble race,
10Who powre their bountie on her: and her gaine
11She giues the cursed Bawd, here wee her place,
12And to hir Father turne our thoughts againe,
Critical Apparatus13[Wee] left him on the Sea, wee there him [lost],
Critical Apparatus14[Whence] driuen before the windes, hee is arriu'de
15Heere where his daughter dwels, and on this coast,
Critical Apparatus16Suppose him now at [Anchor]: the Citie striu'de
17God Neptunes Annuall feast to keepe, from whence
18Lysimachus our Tyrian Shippe espies,
19His banners Sable, trim'd with rich expence,
21In your supposing once more put your sight,
Critical Apparatus22Of heauy Pericles, thinke this his Barke:
23Where what is done in action, more if might
24Shalbe discouerd, please you sit and harke.Exit.