Good sooth, I care not for you.
Honestly, I don't care for you.
Pericles · Act 1, Scene 1
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Pericles arrives at Antioch full of desire and confidence, ready to win the Princess and prove himself. He solves the riddle that reveals the King’s incest with his daughter, and that knowledge nearly costs him his life. Antiochus is not undone by Pericles’ moral judgment but by the fact of Pericles’ knowledge. The King sends assassins after him and swears he will kill him: “It fits thee not to ask the reason why.” The play’s opening movement suggests that knowledge can be dangerous, that to see too much, to understand what should be hidden, is to invite destruction. Pericles flees Antioch not because he is righteous but because he understands that a man who knows a terrible secret is a threat to the man who harbors it. Innocence, in this context, would have been the safer path—not to solve the riddle at all, to remain ignorant and thus unthreaten.
Cerimon represents a different kind of knowledge—the learned kind, grounded in study and practice. He has “studied physic” through reading texts and through experience; he knows the properties of plants, metals, and stones. When Thaisa’s body arrives in a chest, Cerimon uses that knowledge to revive her. The knowledge he possesses does not threaten anyone; it restores life. Yet even this benign knowledge is dependent on circumstance. Cerimon cannot save everyone; he cannot revive the dead unless they arrive at precisely the right moment, prepared in exactly the right way. Knowledge in his hands is a tool, powerful but limited. The play suggests that there are different kinds of knowing—the dangerous kind that Pericles stumbles into, which reveals corruption and invites retribution, and the practical kind that Cerimon cultivates, which serves life.
Marina’s journey involves a loss of innocence that is also a gain in knowledge and agency. She enters the brothel as a girl who “never kill’d a mouse, nor hurt a fly.” The brothel tries to teach her that the world is transactional, that her body is a commodity, that the only virtue is the pretense of virtue. She refuses these lessons. Instead, she teaches others—she uses her knowledge of music and embroidery not as mercenary skills but as gifts. She speaks to Lysimachus about the gods; she awakens her father through the power of her voice. Yet the play is clear that this knowledge has been bought through suffering. Marina’s innocence has been tested in the most extreme way, and she has not merely survived; she has transformed suffering into wisdom.
The play’s final word on knowledge and innocence is that they are not simply opposed, and that the loss of innocence need not mean the loss of virtue. Pericles loses his innocence in the first scene, when he learns what he should not know. That knowledge drives him into exile, into loss, into the years of wandering. But those years, terrible as they are, allow him to become someone capable of recognizing Marina, capable of joy beyond what his earlier confidence could have imagined. Marina loses her innocence in the brothel, but she does not lose her integrity; she transforms it. Cerimon never loses his faith in knowledge as a force for good, and that faith is justified. The play suggests that maturity—wisdom—requires the integration of knowledge and virtue, that we cannot remain innocent of the world’s cruelty, but we need not let that knowledge corrupt us. The challenge is to know the world as it is and still choose to act with grace.
Good sooth, I care not for you.
Honestly, I don't care for you.
Pericles · Act 1, Scene 1
How courtesy would seem to cover sin, When what is done is like an hypocrite, The which is good in nothing but in sight!
How politeness seems to hide wrongdoing, When what is done is like a liar, Which is only good for appearances!
Pericles · Act 1, Scene 1
I ever / Have studied physic: through which secret art, / By turning o'er authorities, I have / Together with my practice, made familiar / To me and to my aid, the blest infusions / That dwells in vegetives, in metals, stones
I've always / Studied medicine, through which secret skill, / By reading texts, I have, / Along with my practice, become familiar / With the blessed remedies / That come from plants, metals, and stones
Cerimon · Act 3, Scene 2
What trade, sir?
What kind of work, sir?
Marina · Act 4, Scene 6