| ACT V SCENE II | Enter GOWER, before the temple of DIANA at Ephesus | |
| GOWER | Now our sands are almost run; | |
| | More a little, and then dumb. | |
| | This, my last boon, give me, | |
| | For such kindness must relieve me, | |
| | That you aptly will suppose | 5 |
| | What pageantry, what feats, what shows, | |
| | What minstrelsy, and pretty din, | |
| | The regent made in Mytilene | |
| | To greet the king. So he thrived, | |
| | That he is promised to be wived | 10 |
| | To fair Marina; but in no wise | |
| | Till he had done his sacrifice, | |
| | As Dian bade: whereto being bound, | |
| | The interim, pray you, all confound. | |
| | In feather'd briefness sails are fill'd, | 15 |
| | And wishes fall out as they're will'd. | |
| | At Ephesus, the temple see, | |
| | Our king and all his company. | |
| | That he can hither come so soon, | |
| | Is by your fancy's thankful doom. | 20 |
| | Exit | |
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