wln 0858Actus. 3. Scæna. 1,
wln 0859Enter the kings of Trebisond and Soria, one brin=
wln 0860ging a sword, & another a scepter: Next Natolia
wln 0861and Ierusalem with the Emperiall crowne: After
wln 0862Calapine, and after him other Lordes: Orcanes
wln 0863and Ierusalem crowne him, and the other giue
wln 0864him the scepter.
wln 0865Orca.
wln 0866CAlepinus Cyricelibes, otherwise Cybelius, son
wln 0867and successiue heire to the late mighty Empe=
wln 0868rour Baiazeth, by the aid of God and his friend
wln 0869Mahomet, Emperour of Natolia, Ierusalem,
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wln 0870Trebizon, Soria, Amasia, Thracia, Illyria, Carmo-
wln 0871nia And al the hundred and thirty Kingdomes late con=
wln 0872tributory to his mighty father. Long liue Callepinus,
wln 0873Emperour of Turky.
wln 0874Cal.Thrice worthy kings of Natolia, and the rest,
wln 0875I will requite your royall gratitudes
wln 0876With all the benefits my Empire yeelds:
wln 0877And were the sinowes of th’imperiall seat
wln 0878So knit and strengthned, as when Baiazeth
wln 0879My royall Lord and father fild the throne,
wln 0880Whose cursed fate hath so dismembred it,
wln 0881Then should you see this Thiefe of Scythia,
wln 0882This proud vsurping king of Persea,
wln 0883Do vs such honor and supremacie,
wln 0884Bearing the vengeance of our fathers wrongs,
wln 0885As all the world should blot our dignities
wln 0886Out of the booke of base borne infamies.
wln 0887And now I doubt not but your royall cares
wln 0888Hath so prouided for this cursed foe,
wln 0889That since the heire of mighty Baiazeth
wln 0890(An Emperour so honoured for his vertues)
wln 0891Reuiues the spirits of true Turkish heartes,
wln 0892In grieuous memorie of his fathers shame,
wln 0893We shall not need to nourish any doubt,
wln 0894But that proud Fortune, who hath followed long
wln 0895The martiall sword of mighty Tamburlaine,
wln 0896Will now retaine her olde inconstancie,
wln 0897And raise our honors to as high a pitch
wln 0898In this our strong and fortunate encounter,
wln 0899For so hath heauen prouided my escape,
wln 0900From al the crueltie my soule sustaind,
wln 0901By this my friendly keepers happy meanes,
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wln 0902That Ioue surchardg’d with pity of our wrongs,
wln 0903Will poure it downe in showers on our heads:
wln 0904Scourging the pride of cursed tamburlain.
wln 0905Orc.I haue a hundred thousad men in armes,
wln 0906Some, that in conquest of the periur’d Christian.
wln 0907Being a handfull to a mighty hoste,
wln 0908Thinke them in number yet sufficient,
wln 0909To drinke the riuer Nile or Euphrates,
wln 0910And for their power, ynow to win the world.
wln 0911Ier.And I as many from Ierusalem,
wln 0912Iudæa, Gaza, and Scalonians bounds,
wln 0913That on mount Sinay with their ensignes spread,
wln 0914Looke like the parti=coloured cloudes of heauen,
wln 0915That shew faire weather to the neighbor morne.
wln 0916Treb.And I as many bring from Trebizon,
wln 0917Chio Famastro and Amasia,
wln 0918All bordring on the Mare-major sea:
wln 0919Riso, Sancina, and the bordering townes,
wln 0920That touch the end of famous Euphrates.
wln 0921Whose courages are kindled with the flames,
wln 0922The cursed Scythian sets on all their townes,
wln 0923And vow to burne the villaines cruell heart.
wln 0924Sor.From Soria with seuenty thousand strong.
wln 0925Tane from Aleppo, Soldino, Tripoly,
wln 0926And so vnto my citie of Damasco,
wln 0927I march to meet and aide my neigbor kings,
wln 0928All which will ioine against this Tamburlain,
wln 0929And bring him captiue to your highnesse feet.
wln 0930Orc.Our battaile then in martiall maner pitcht,
wln 0931According to our ancient vse, shall beare
wln 0932The figure of the semi=circled Moone:
wln 0933Whose hornes shall sprinkle through the tainted aire,
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wln 0934The poisoned braines of this proud Scythian.
wln 0935Cal.Wel then my noble Lords, for this my friend,
wln 0936That freed me from the bondage of my foe:
wln 0937I thinke it requisite and honorable,
wln 0938To keep my promise, and to make him king,
wln 0939That is a Gentleman (I know) at least.
wln 0940Alm.That’s no matter sir, for being a king,
wln 0941For Tamburlain came vp of nothing.
wln 0942Ier.Your Maiesty may choose some pointed time,
wln 0943Perfourming all your promise to the full:
wln 0944Tis nought for your maiesty to giue a kingdome.
wln 0945Cal.Then wil I shortly keep my promise Almeda
wln 0946Alm.Why, I thank your Maiesty.Exeunt.
wln 0947Actus. 2. Scæna. 2.
wln 0948Tamburlaine with Vsumeasane, and his three sons,
wln 0949foure bearing the hearse of Zenocrate, and the
wln 0950drums sounding a dolefull martch, the Towne
wln 0951burning.
wln 0952Tamb.
wln 0953SO, burne the turrets of this cursed towne,
wln 0954Flame to the highest region of the aire:
wln 0955And kindle heaps of exhalations,
wln 0956That being fiery meteors, may presage,
wln 0957Death and destruction to th’inhabitants
wln 0958Ouer my Zenith hang a blazing star,
wln 0959That may endure till heauen be dissolu’d,
wln 0960Fed with the fresh supply of earthly dregs,
wln 0961Threatning a death and famine to this land,
wln 0962Flieng Dragons, lightning, fearfull thunderclaps,
wln 0963sindge these fair plaines, and make them seeme as black
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wln 0964As is the Island where the Furies maske
wln 0965Compast with Lethe, Styx and Phlegeton,
wln 0966Because my deare Zenocrate is dead.
wln 0967Cal.This Piller plac’d in memorie of her,
wln 0968Where in Arabian, Hebrew, Greek, is writ
wln 0969This towne being burnt by Tamburlaine the great,
wln 0970Forbids the world to build it vp againe.
wln 0971Amy.And here this mourful streamer shal be plac’d
wln 0972Wrought with the Persean and Egyptian armes,
wln 0973To signifie she was a princesse borne,
wln 0974And wife vnto the Monarke of the East.
wln 0975Celib.And here this table as a Register
wln 0976Of all her vertues and perfections.
wln 0977tam.And here the picture of zenocrate,
wln 0978To shew her beautie, which the world admyr’d,
wln 0979Sweet picture of diuine Zenocrate,
wln 0980That hanging here, wil draw the Gods from heauen:
wln 0981And cause the stars fixt in the Southern arke,
wln 0982Whose louely faces neuer any viewed,
wln 0983That haue not past the Centers latitude.
wln 0984As Pilgrimes traueile to our Hemi=spheare.
wln 0985Onely to gaze vpon Zenocrate.
wln 0986Thou shalt not beautifie Larissa plaines.
wln 0987But keep within the circle of mine armes.
wln 0988At euery towne and castle I besiege,
wln 0989Thou shalt be set vpon my royall tent.
wln 0990And when I meet an armie in the field,
wln 0991Whose looks will shed such influence in my campe,
wln 0992As if Bellona, Goddesse of the war
wln 0993Threw naked swords and sulphur bals of fire,
wln 0994Upon the heads of all our enemies.
wln 0995And now my Lords, aduance your speares againe,
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wln 0996Sorrow no more my sweet Casane now:
wln 0997Boyes leaue to mourne, this towne shall euer mourne,
wln 0998Being burnt to cynders for your mothers death.
wln 0999Cal.If I had wept a sea of teares for her,
wln 1000It would not ease the sorrow I sustaine.
wln 1001Amy.As is that towne, so is my heart consum’d,
wln 1002With griefe and sorrow for my mothers death.
wln 1003Cel.My mothers death hath mortified my mind,
wln 1004And sorrow stops the passage of my speech.
wln 1005Tamb.But now my boies, leaue off, and [
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wln 1006That meane to teach you rudiments of war:
wln 1007Ile haue you learne to sleepe vpon the ground,
wln 1008March in your armour throwe watery Fens,
wln 1009Sustaine the scortching heat and freezing cold,
wln 1010Hunger and cold right adiuncts of the war.
wln 1011And after this, to scale a castle wal,
wln 1012Besiege a fort, to vndermine a towne,
wln 1013And make whole cyties caper in the aire.
wln 1014Then next, the way to fortifie your men,
wln 1015In champion grounds, what figure serues you best,
wln 1016For with the quinque=angle fourme is meet,
wln 1017Because the corners there may fall more flat:
wln 1018Whereas the Fort may fittest be assailde,
wln 1019And sharpest where th’assault is desperate.
wln 1020The ditches must be deepe, the Counterscarps
wln 1021Narrow and steepe, the wals made high and broad,
wln 1022The Bulwarks and the rampiers large and strong,
wln 1023With Caualieros and thicke counterforts,
wln 1024And roome within to lodge sixe thousand men.
wln 1025It must haue priuy ditches, countermines,
wln 1026And secret issuings to defend the ditch.
wln 1027It must haue high Argins and couered waies
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wln 1028To keep the bulwark fronts from battery,
wln 1029And Parapets to hide the Muscatiers:
wln 1030Casemates to place the great Artillery,
wln 1031And store of ordinance that from euery flanke
wln 1032May scoure the outward curtaines of the Fort,
wln 1033Dismount the Cannon of the aduerse part,
wln 1034Murther the Foe and saue their walles from breach.
wln 1035When this is learn’d for seruice on the land,
wln 1036By plaine and easie demonstration,
wln 1037Ile teach you how to make the water mount,
wln 1038That you may dryfoot martch through lakes & pooles,
wln 1039Deep riuers, hauens, creekes, and litle seas,
wln 1040And make a Fortresse in the raging waues,
wln 1041Fenc’d with the concaue of a monstrous rocke,
wln 1042Inuincible by nature of the place.
wln 1043When this is done, then are ye souldiers,
wln 1044And worthy sonnes of Tamburlain the great,
wln 1045Cal.My Lord, but this is dangerous to be done,
wln 1046We may be slaine or wounded ere we learne.
wln 1047tam.Uillain, art thou the sonne of Tamburlaine,
wln 1048And fear’st to die, or with a Curtle=axe
wln 1049To hew thy flesh and make a gaping wound?
wln 1050Hast thou beheld a peale of ordinance strike
wln 1051A ring of pikes, mingled with shot and horse,
wln 1052Whose shattered lims, being tost as high as heauen,
wln 1053Hang in the aire as thicke as sunny motes,
wln 1054And canst thou Coward stand in feare of death?
wln 1055Hast thou not seene my horsmen charge the foe,
wln 1056Shot through the armes, cut ouerthwart the hands,
wln 1057Dieng their lances with their streaming blood,
wln 1058And yet at night carrouse within my tent,
wln 1059Filling their empty vaines with aiery wine,
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wln 1060That being concocted, turnes to crimson blood,
wln 1061And wilt thou shun the field for feare of woundes:
wln 1062Uiew me thy father that hath conquered kings,
wln 1063And with his hoste martch round about the earth,
wln 1064Quite voide of skars, and cleare from any wound,
wln 1065That by the warres lost not a dram of blood,
wln 1066And see him lance his flesh to teach you all.
wln 1067He cuts his arme.
wln 1068A wound is nothing be it nere so deepe,
wln 1069Blood is the God of Wars rich liuery.
wln 1070Now look I like a souldier, and this wound
wln 1071As great a grace and maiesty to me,
wln 1072As if a chaire of gold enamiled,
wln 1073Enchac’d with Diamondes, Saphyres, Rubies
wln 1074And fairest pearle of welthie India
wln 1075Were mounted here vnder a Canapie:
wln 1076And I sat downe, cloth’d with the massie robe,
wln 1077That late adorn’d the Affrike Potentate.
wln 1078Whom I brought bound vnto Damascus walles.
wln 1079Come boyes and with your fingers search my wound,
wln 1080And in my blood wash all your hands at once,
wln 1081While I sit smiling to behold the sight.
wln 1082Now my boyes, what think you of a wound?
wln 1083Cal.I know not what I should think of it,
wln 1084Me thinks tis a pitifull sight.
wln 1085Cel.Tis nothing: giue me a wound father.
wln 1086Amy.And me another my Lord.
wln 1087tam.Come sirra, giue me your arme.
wln 1088Cel.Here father, cut it brauely as you did your own
wln 1089tam.It shall suffice thou darst abide a wound
wln 1090My boy, Thou shalt not loose a drop of blood,
wln 1091Before we meet the armie of the Turke.
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wln 1092But then run desperate through the thickest throngs,
wln 1093Dreadlesse of blowes, of bloody wounds and death:
wln 1094And let the burning of Larissa wals
wln 1095My speech of war, and this my wound you see
wln 1096Teach you my boyes to beare couragious minds,
wln 1097Fit for the followers of great tamburlaine.
wln 1098Vsumeasane now come let vs martch
wln 1099Towards Techelles and Theridamas,
wln 1100That we haue sent before to fire the townes,
wln 1101The towers and cities of these hatefull Turks,
wln 1102And hunt that Coward, faintheart, runaway,
wln 1103With that accursed traitor Almeda,
wln 1104Til fire and sword haue found them at a bay.
wln 1105Vsu.I long to pierce his bowels with my sword,
wln 1106That hath betraied my gracious Soueraigne,
wln 1107That curst and damned Traitor Almeda.
wln 1108Tam.Then let vs see if coward Calapine
wln 1109Dare leuie armes against our puissance,
wln 1110That we may tread vpon his captiue necke,
wln 1111And treble all his fathers slaueries.Exeunt.
wln 1112Actus. 3. Scæna. 1,
wln 1113Techelles, Theridamas and their traine.
wln 1114Therid.
wln 1115THus haue wee martcht Northwarde from
wln 1116 (Tamburlaine,
wln 1117Unto the frontier point of Soria:
wln 1118And this is Balsera their chiefest hold,
wln 1119Wherein is all the treasure of the land.
wln 1120tech.Then let vs bring our light Artilery,
wln 1121Minions, Fauknets, and Sakars to the trench,
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wln 1122Filling the ditches with the walles wide breach,
wln 1123And enter in, to seaze vpon the gold:
wln 1124How say ye Souldiers, Shal we not?
wln 1125Soul.Yes, my Lord, yes, come lets about it,
wln 1126ther.But stay a while, summon a parle, Drum,
wln 1127It may be they will yeeld it quietly,
wln 1128Knowing two kings, the friend to tamburlain,
wln 1129Stand at the walles, with such a mighty power.
wln 1130Summon the battell.
wln 1131Captaine with his wife and sonne.
wln 1132Cap.What requier you my maisters?
wln 1133ther.Captaine, that thou yeeld vp thy hold to vs.
wln 1134Cap.To you. Why, do you thinke me weary of it?
wln 1135Tech.Nay Captain, thou art weary of thy life,
wln 1136If thou withstand the friends of Tamburlain.
wln 1137ther.These Pioners of Argier in Affrica,
wln 1138Euen in the cannons face shall raise a hill
wln 1139Of earth and fagots higher than thy Fort,
wln 1140And ouer thy Argins and couered waies
wln 1141Shal play vpon the bulwarks of thy hold
wln 1142Uolleies of ordinance til the breach be made,
wln 1143That with his ruine fils vp all the trench.
wln 1144And when we enter in, not heauen it selfe
wln 1145Shall ransome thee, thy wife and family.
wln 1146Tech.Captaine, these Moores shall cut the leaden
wln 1147 (pipes,
wln 1148That bring fresh water to thy men and thee,
wln 1149And lie in trench before thy castle walles:
wln 1150That no supply of victuall shall come in,
wln 1151Nor issue foorth, but they shall die:
wln 1152And therefore Captaine, yeeld it quietly.
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wln 1153Cap.Were you that are the friends of Tamburlain
wln 1154Brothers to holy Mahomet himselfe,
wln 1155I would not yeeld it: therefore doo your worst.
wln 1156Raise mounts, batter, intrench, and vndermine,
wln 1157Cut off the water, all conuoies that can,
wln 1158Yet I am resolute, and so farewell.
wln 1159ther.Pioners away, and where I stuck the stake,
wln 1160Intrench with those dimensions I prescribed:
wln 1161Cast vp the earth towards the castle wall,
wln 1162Which til it may defend you, labour low:
wln 1163And few or none shall perish by their shot.
wln 1164Pion.We will my Lord.Exeunt.
wln 1165Tech.A hundred horse shall scout about the plaines
wln 1166To spie what force comes to relieue the holde.
wln 1167Both we (theridamas) wil intrench our men,
wln 1168And with the Iacobs staffe measure the height
wln 1169And distance of the castle from the trench,
wln 1170That we may know if our artillery
wln 1171Will carie full point blancke vnto their wals.
wln 1172ther.Then see the bringing of our ordinance
wln 1173Along the trench into the battery,
wln 1174Where we will haue Galions of sixe foot broad,
wln 1175To saue our Cannoniers from musket shot,
wln 1176Betwixt which, shall our ordinance thunder foorth,
wln 1177And with the breaches fall, smoake, fire, and dust,
wln 1178The cracke, the Ecchoe and the souldiers crie
wln 1179Make deafe the aire, and dim the Christall Sky.
wln 1180tech.Trumpets and drums, alarum presently,
wln 1181And souldiers play the men, the holds is yours.
wln 1182Enter the Captaine with his wife and
wln 1183sonne.
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wln 1184Olym.Come good my Lord, & let vs haste frō hence
wln 1185Along the caue that leads beyond the foe,
wln 1186No hope is left to saue this conquered hold.
wln 1187Cap.A deadly bullet gliding through my side,
wln 1188Lies heauy on my heart, I cannot liue.
wln 1189I feele my liuer pierc’d and all my vaines,
wln 1190That there begin and nourish euery part,
wln 1191Mangled and torne, and all my entrals bath’d
wln 1192In blood that straineth from their orifex.
wln 1193Farewell sweet wife, sweet son farewell, I die.
wln 1194Olym.Death, whether art thou gone that both we (liue?
wln 1195Come back again (sweet death) & strike vs both:
wln 1196One minute end our daies, and one sepulcher
wln 1197Containe our bodies: death, why comm’st thou not?
wln 1198Wel, this must be the messenger for thee,
wln 1199Now vgly death stretch out thy Sable wings,
wln 1200And carie both our soules, where his remaines.
wln 1201Tell me sweet boie, art thou content to die?
wln 1202These barbarous Scythians full of cruelty,
wln 1203And Moores, in whom was neuer pitie found,
wln 1204Will hew vs peecemeale, put vs to the wheele,
wln 1205Or els inuent some torture worse than that,
wln 1206Therefore die by thy louing mothers hand,
wln 1207Who gently now wil lance thy Iuory throat,
wln 1208And quickly rid thee both of paine and life.
wln 1209Son.Mother dispatch me, or Ile kil my selfe,
wln 1210For think ye I can liue, and see him dead?
wln 1211Giue me your knife, good mother) or strike home:
wln 1212The Scythiens shall not tyrannise on me.
wln 1213Sweet mother strike, that I may meet my father.
wln 1214She stabs him.
wln 1215Olym.Ah sacred Mahomet, if this be sin,
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wln 1216Intreat a pardon of the God of heauen,
wln 1217And purge my soule before it come to thee.
wln 1218Entert Theridamas, Techelles and all
wln 1219their traine.
wln 1220ther.How now Madam, what are you doing?
wln 1221Olim.Killing my selfe, as I haue done my sonne,
wln 1222Whose body with his fathers I haue burnt,
wln 1223Least cruell Scythians should dismember him.
wln 1224tech.Twas brauely done, and like a souldiers wife,
wln 1225Thou shalt with vs to Tamburlaine the great,
wln 1226Who when he heares how resolute thou wert,
wln 1227Wil match thee with a Uiceroy or a king.
wln 1228Olym.My Lord deceast, was dearer vnto me,
wln 1229Than any Uiceroy, King or Emperour.
wln 1230And for his sake here will I end my daies.
wln 1231ther.But Lady goe with vs to Tamburlaine,
wln 1232And thou shalt see a man greater [
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wln 1233In whose high lookes is much more maiesty
wln 1234Than from the Concaue superficies.
wln 1235Of Ioues vast pallace the imperiall Orbe,
wln 1236Unto the shinining bower where Cynthia sits,
wln 1237Like louely thetis in a Christall robe,
wln 1238That treadeth Fortune vnderneath his feete,
wln 1239And makes the mighty God of armes his slaue:
wln 1240On whom death and the fatall sisters waite,
wln 1241With naked swords and scarlet liueries:
wln 1242Before whom (mounted on a Lions backe)
wln 1243Rhammusia beares a helmet ful of blood,
wln 1244And strowes the way with braines of slaughtered men:
wln 1245By whose proud side the vgly furies run.
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wln 1246Harkening when he shall bid them plague the world,
wln 1247Ouer whose zenith cloth’d in windy aire,
wln 1248And Eagles wings ioin’d to her feathered breast,
wln 1249Fame houereth, sounding of her golden Trumpe:
wln 1250That to the aduerse poles of that straight line,
wln 1251Which measureth the glorious frame of heauen,
wln 1252The name of mightie Tamburlain is spread:
wln 1253And him faire Lady shall thy eies behold. Come.
wln 1254OlimTake pitie of a Ladies ruthfull teares,
wln 1255That humbly craues vpon her knees to stay,
wln 1256And cast her bodie in the burning flame,
wln 1257That feeds vpon her sonnes and husbands flesh.
wln 1258tech.Madam, sooner shall fire consume vs both,
wln 1259Then scortch a face so beautiful as this.
wln 1260In frame of which, Nature hath shewed more skill,
wln 1261Than when she gaue eternall Chaos forme,
wln 1262Drawing from it the shining Lamps of heauen.
wln 1263ther.Madam, I am so far in loue with you,
wln 1264That you must goe with vs, no remedy.
wln 1265Olim.Then carie me I care not where you will,
wln 1266And let the end of this my fatall iourney,
wln 1267Be likewise end to my accursed life.
wln 1268tech.No Madam, but the beginning of your ioy,
wln 1269Come willinglie, therfore.
wln 1270ther.Souldiers now let vs meet the Generall,
wln 1271Who by this time is at Natolia,
wln 1272Ready to charge the army of the Turke.
wln 1273The gold, the siluer, and the pearle ye got,
wln 1274Rifling this Fort, deuide in equall shares:
wln 1275This Lady shall haue twice so much againe,
wln 1276Out of the coffers of our treasurie.Exeunt.
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wln 1277Actus: 3. Scæna. 5.
wln 1278Callepine, Orcanes, Ierusalem, Trebizon, Soria, Al=
wln 1279meda, with their traine.
wln 1280Messenger.
wln 1281REnowmed Emperour, mighty Callepine,
wln 1282Gods great lieftenant ouer all the world:
wln 1283Here at Alepo with an hoste of men
wln 1284Lies Tamburlaine, this king of Persea:
wln 1285In number more than are the quyuering leaues
wln 1286Of Idas forrest, where your highnesse hounds,
wln 1287With open crie pursues the wounded Stag:
wln 1288Who meanes to gyrt Natolias walles with siege,
wln 1289Fire the towne and ouerrun the land.
wln 1290Cal.My royal army is as great as his,
wln 1291That from the bounds of Phrigia to the sea
wln 1292Which washeth Cyprus with his brinish waues,
wln 1293Couers the hils, the valleies and the plaines.
wln 1294Uiceroies and Peeres of Turky play the men,
wln 1295Whet all your swords to mangle Tamburlain
wln 1296His sonnes, his Captaines and his followers,
wln 1297By Mahomet not one of them shal liue.
wln 1298The field wherin this battaile shall be fought,
wln 1299For euer, terme, the Perseans sepulchre,
wln 1300In memorie of this our victory.
wln 1301Orc.Now, he that cals himself the scourge of Ioue,
wln 1302The Emperour of the world, and earthly God,
wln 1303Shal end the warlike progresse he intends,
wln 1304And traueile hedlong to the lake of hell:
wln 1305Where legions of deuils (knowing he must die
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wln 1306Here in Natolia, by your highnesse hands)
wln 1307All brandishing their brands of quenchlesse fire,
wln 1308Streching their monstrous pawes, grin with their
wln 1309 (teeth.
wln 1310And guard the gates to entertaine his soule.
wln 1311Cal.Tel me Uiceroies the number of your men,
wln 1312And what our Army royall is esteem’d.
wln 1313Ier.From Palestina and Ierusalem,
wln 1314Of Hebrewes, three score thousand fighting men
wln 1315Are come since last we shewed your maiesty.
wln 1316Orc.So from Arabia desart, and the bounds
wln 1317Of that sweet land, whose braue Metropolis
wln 1318Reedified the faire Semyramis,
wln 1319Came forty thousand warlike foot and horse,
wln 1320Since last we numbred to your Maiesty.
wln 1321treb.From trebizon in Asia the lesse,
wln 1322Naturalized Turks and stout Bythinians
wln 1323Came to my bands full fifty thousand more,
wln 1324That fighting, knowes not what retreat doth meane,
wln 1325Nor ere returne but with the victory,
wln 1326Since last we numbred to your maiesty.
wln 1327Sor.Of Sorians from Halla is repair’d
wln 1328And neighbor cities of your highnesse land,
wln 1329Ten thousand horse, and thirty thousand foot,
wln 1330Since last we numbred to your maiestie:
wln 1331So that the Army royall is esteem’d
wln 1332Six hundred thousand valiant fighting men.
wln 1333Callep.Then welcome Tamburlaine vnto thy
wln 1334 (death.
wln 1335Come puissant Uiceroies, let vs to the field,
wln 1336(The Perseans Sepulchre) and sacrifice
wln 1337Mountaines of breathlesse men to Mahomet.
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wln 1338Who now with Ioue opens the firmament,
wln 1339To see the slaughter of our enemies.
wln 1340Actus. 2. Scæna. 1.
wln 1341Tamburlaine with his three sonnes, Vsumeasane
wln 1342with other.
wln 1343Tam.
wln 1344HOw now Casane? See a knot of kings,
wln 1345Sitting as if they were a telling ridles.
wln 1346Vsu.My Lord, your presence makes them
wln 1347 (pale and wan.
wln 1348Poore soules they looke as if their deaths were neere.
wln 1349tamb.Why, so he is Casane, I am here,
wln 1350But yet Ile saue their liues and make them slaues.
wln 1351Ye petty kings of Turkye I am come,
wln 1352As Hector did into the Grecian campe.
wln 1353To ouerdare the pride of Grœcia.
wln 1354And set his warlike person to the view
wln 1355Of fierce Achilles, riuall of his fame,
wln 1356I doe you honor in the simile.
wln 1357For if I should as Hector did Achilles,
wln 1358(The worthiest knight that euer brandisht sword)
wln 1359Challenge in combat any of you all,
wln 1360I see how fearfully ye would refuse,
wln 1361And fly my gloue as from a Scorpion.
wln 1362Orc.Now thou art fearfull of thy armies strength,
wln 1363Thou wouldst with ouermatch of person fight,
wln 1364But Shepheards issue, base borne tamburlaine,
wln 1365Thinke of thy end, this sword shall lance thy
wln 1366 (throat.
wln 1367Tamb.Uillain, the shepheards issue, at whose byrth
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wln 1368Heauen did affoord a gratious aspect,
wln 1369And ioin’d those stars that shall be opposite,
wln 1370Euen till the dissolution of the world,
wln 1371And neuer meant to make a Conquerour,
wln 1372So famous as is mighty Tamburlain:
wln 1373Shall so torment thee and that Callapine,
wln 1374That like a roguish runnaway, suborn’d
wln 1375That villaine there, that slaue, that Turkish dog,
wln 1376To false his seruice to his Soueraigne,
wln 1377As ye shal curse the byrth of Tamburlaine.
wln 1378Cal.Raile not proud Scythian, I shall now reuenge
wln 1379My fathers vile abuses and mine owne.
wln 1380Ier.By Mahomet he shal be tied in chaines,
wln 1381Rowing with Christians in a Brigandine,
wln 1382About the Grecian Isles to rob and spoile:
wln 1383And turne him to his ancient trade againe.
wln 1384Me thinks the slaue should make a lusty theefe.
wln 1385Cal.Nay, when the battaile ends, al we wil meet,
wln 1386And sit in councell to inuent some paine,
wln 1387That most may vex his body and his soule.
wln 1388Tam.Sirha, Callapine, Ile hang a clogge about
wln 1389your necke for running away againe, you shall not trou=
wln 1390ble me thus to come and fetch you.
wln 1391But as for you (Uiceroy) you shal haue bits,
wln 1392And harnest like my horses, draw my coch:
wln 1393And when ye stay, be lasht with whips of wier,
wln 1394Ile haue you learne to feed on prouander,
wln 1395And in a stable lie vpon the planks:
wln 1396Orc.But Tamburlaine, first thou shalt kneele to vs
wln 1397And humbly craue a pardon for thy life.
wln 1398treb.The common souldiers of our mighty hoste
wln 1399Shal bring thee bound vnto the Generals tent.
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wln 1400Sor.And all haue iointly sworne thy cruell death,
wln 1401Or bind thee in eternall torments wrath.
wln 1402tam.Wel sirs, diet your selues, you knowe I shall
wln 1403haue occasion shortly to iourney you.
wln 1404Cel.See father, how Almeda the Iaylor lookes
wln 1405vpon vs.
wln 1406tam.Uillaine, traitor, damned fugitiue,
wln 1407Ile make thee wish the earth had swallowed thee:
wln 1408Seest thou not death within my wrathfull looks.
wln 1409Goe villaine, cast thee headlong from a rock,
wln 1410Or rip thy bowels, and rend out thy heart,
wln 1411T’appease my wrath, or els Ile torture thee,
wln 1412Searing thy hatefull flesh with burning yrons,
wln 1413And drops of scalding lead, while all thy ioints
wln 1414Be rackt and beat asunder with the wheele,
wln 1415For if thou liuest, not any Element
wln 1416Shal shrowde thee from the wrath of tamburlaine
wln 1417Cal.Wel, in despight of thee he shall be king:
wln 1418Come Almeda, receiue this crowne of me,
wln 1419I here inuest thee king of Ariadan,
wln 1420Bordering on Mare Roso neere to Meca.
wln 1421Or.What, take it man.
wln 1422Al.Good my Lord, let me take it.
wln 1423Cal.Doost thou aske him leaue? here, take it.
wln 1424tam.Go too sirha, take your crown, and make vp the
wln 1425halfe dozen.
wln 1426So sirha, now you are a king you must giue armes.
wln 1427Or.So he shal, and weare thy head in his Scutchion:
wln 1428tamb.No, let him hang a bunch of keies on his stan=
wln 1429derd, to put him in remembrance he was a Iailor, that
wln 1430when I take him, I may knocke out his braines with
wln 1431them, and lock you in the stable, when you shall come
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wln 1432sweating from my chariot.
wln 1433treb.Away, let vs to the field, that the villaine may
wln 1434be slaine.
wln 1435tamb.Sirha, prepare whips, and bring my chariot
wln 1436to my Tent: For as soone as the battaile is done, Ile
wln 1437ride in triumph through the Camp.
wln 1438Enter Theridamas, Techelles and
wln 1439their traine.
wln 1440How now ye pety kings, loe, here are Bugges
wln 1441Wil make the haire stand vpright on your heads,
wln 1442And cast your crownes in slauery at their feet.
wln 1443Welcome theridamas and techelles both,
wln 1444See ye this rout, and know ye this same king?
wln 1445ther.I, my Lord, he was Calapines keeper.
wln 1446tam.Wel, now you see hee is a king, looke to him
wln 1447theridamas, when we are fighting, least hee hide his
wln 1448crowne as the foolish king of Persea did.
wln 1449Sor.No Tamburlaine, hee shall not be put to that
wln 1450Exigent, I warrant thee.
wln 1451tam.You knowe not sir:
wln 1452But now my followers and my louing friends,
wln 1453Fight as you euer did, like Conquerours,
wln 1454The glorie of this happy day is yours:
wln 1455My sterne aspect shall make faire Uictory,
wln 1456Houering betwixt our armies, light on me,
wln 1457Loden with Lawrell wreathes to crowne vs all.
wln 1458tech.I smile to think, how when this field is fought,
wln 1459And rich Natolia ours, our men shall sweat
wln 1460With carrieng pearle and treasure on their backes,
wln 1461tamb.You shall be princes all immediatly:
wln 1462Come fight ye Turks, or yeeld vs victory.
wln 1463Or.No, we wil meet thee slauish tāburlain.Exeunt