GOWER

Here hav you seen a mighty king

His child to incest bring

And now, a better, benign lord

Who will prove just awful both in deed and word!

But, for now, quiet and patient be.

You shall see what you shall see.

Just remember: sometimes those in troubles reign.

If you lose a molehill, you’ll a mountain gain! For:

Fortune favors the bold!

When you know not what to do,

Remember you’ve been told:

Fortune favors the bold!

Pericles stirs up conversation.

His corn feeds a starving nation

For which, to make him glorious,

The people build the biggest statue in Tarsus

All seems to be as it should be,

But tidings to the contrary

Are brought unto your discerning eyes -

You’ll see it on stage, what need sing I?

PERICLES

Fortune favors the bold!

GOWER

Fortune favors the bold! - Everybody!

GOWER / GHOSTS

Fortune favors the bold!

When you know not what to do,

Remember, you’ve been told:

Fortune favors the bold!

GOWER

Good Helicanus, that who stayed at home,

Not just eatin’ honey like a lazy drone,

In constant dedication strives

To kill the bad and keep the good alive.

But to fulfill prince Pericles’ desires,

He sends word of everything that haps in Tyre

How Thaliard came full bent with sin

With the full intent to murder him!

And so in Tarsus it certainly was not best

For Pericles to any longer make his rest

So the famous prince puts forth to sea!

If you’ve set sail, you know there’s seldom ease.

For now, the wind begins to blow!

Thunder above, and deeps below!

Making such unquiet that the rugged ship,

Which should house them safe, is wrecked and split

Amidst amidst the gurgled screams of drowning men!

None survive, except for him,

And he, good prince, when all is lost,

By waves, from coast to coast is tossed!

PERICLES

Fortune favors the bold…

GOWER

Fortune favors the bold!

When you know not what to do,

Remember, you’ve been told:

Fortune favors the bold! - Everybody!

GOWER / GHOSTS

Fortune favors the bold!

When you know not what to do,

Remember, you’ve been tooooaaugghhh!!!!

GOWER

‘Til Fortune, tired of doing bad,

Threw him ashore to make him glad.

And here he comes now! What comes next?

Pardon all, for such an unfortunate text.

SONGWRITER

ANCIENT ASHES

THE RIDDLE

TARSUS

FORTUNE

THE KNIGHTS’ DANCE

SEA-TOSSED

THE PASSPORT

LIFE’S BUT BREATH

MARINA

ENTER PIRATES

THE WASTING OF OUR TIME

GOOD, GOOD LUCK

CANDLELIGHT

THE DREAM

WISHES

A NEW JOY