Antioch. A room in the palace.
Enter ANTIOCHUS, Prince PERICLES, and followers
Young prince of Tyre, you have at large received The danger of the task you undertake.
I have, Antiochus, and, with a soul Embolden'd with the glory of her praise, Think death no hazard in this enterprise.
Bring in our daughter, clothed like a bride, For the embracements even of Jove himself; At whose conception, till Lucina reign'd, Nature this dowry gave, to glad her presence, The senate-house of planets all did sit, To knit in her their best perfections.