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Tamb. Tell me what think you of my sickness Like summer's vapours vanish'd by the sun; now?
And, could I but a while pursue the field, First Phy. I view'd your urine, and the hypos. That Callapine should be my slave again.
But I perceive my martial strength is spent: Thick and obscure, doth make your danger great:
In vain I strive and rail against those powers Your veins are full of accidental heat,
That mean t'invest me in a higher throne, Whereby the moisture of your blood is dried: As much too high for this disdainful earth. The humidum and calor, which some hold Give me a map; then let me see how much Is not a parcel of the elements,
Is left for me to conquer all the world, But of a substance more divine and pure,
That these, my boys, may finish all my wants. Is almost clean extinguished and spent;
[One brings a map. Which, being the cause of life, imports your Here I began to march towards Persia, death :
Along Armenia and the Caspian Sea, Besides, my lord, this day is critical,
And thence unto * Bithynia, where I took Dangerous to those whose crisis is as yours :
The Turk and his great empress prisoners. Your artiers t, which alongst the veins convey Then march'd I into Egypt and Arabia ; The lively spirits which the heart engenders, And here, not far from Alexandria, Are parch'd and void of spirit, that the soul, Whereast the TerreneI and the Red Sea meet, Wanting those organons by which it moves, Being distant less than full a hundred leagues, Cannot endure, by argument of art.
I meant to cut a channel to them both,
From thence to Nubia near Borno-lake,
Cutting the tropic line of Capricorn,
I conquer'd all as far as Zanzibar.
Then, by the northern part of Africa,
I came at last to Græcia, and from thence
To Asia, where I stay against my will ; from your majesty, hath now gathered a fresh army, and, hearing your absence in the field,
Which is from Scythia, where I first began, S offers to set upon I us presently.
Backward[s] and forwards near five thousand Tamb. See, my physicians, now, how Jove hath
Look here, my boys; see, what a world of ground A present medicine to recure my pain !
Lies westward from the midst of Cancer's line My looks shall make them fly; and, might I
Unto the rising of this earthly globe, follow,
Whereas the sun, declining from our sight, There should not one of all the villain's power
Begins the day with our Antipodes ! Live to give offer of another fight.
And shall I die, and this unconquered ? Usum. I joy, my lord, your highness is so
Lo, here, my sons, are all the golden mines, strong,
Inestimable drugs and precious stones, That can endure so well your royal presence,
More worth than Asia and the world beside; Which only will dismay the enemy.
And from th' Antarctic Pole eastward behold Tamb. I know it will, Casane.-Draw, you
As much more land, which never was descried, slaves !
Wherein are rocks of pearl that shine as bright In spite of death, I will go shew my face.
As all the lamps that beautify the sky ! [Alarme. Erit TAMBURLAINE with all the rest (except
And shall I die, and this unconquered ? the Physicians), and re-enter presently.
Here, lovely boys; what death forbids my life, T'amb. Thus are the villain cowards & fled for That let your lives command in spite of death. fear,
Amy. Alas, my lord, how should our bleeding
hearts, * hypostasis] Old eds. “Hipostates." t artiers) See note *, p. 18. upon) So the 4to.-The 8vo“ on."
* unto] So the 8vo.—The 4to “to." $ villain couard ] Old eds. “ villaines, cowards" (which
# Whereas) i.e. Where. is not to be defended by "Villains, cowards, traitors to
Terrene] i.e. Mediterranean. our state", p. 67, sec, col.). Compare “But where's this
$ began] So the 8vo.---The 4to“ begun." coward villain," &c., p. 61 sec. col.
Il this] So the 8vo.-The 4to "the."
Wounded and broken with your highness' grief, Tamb. Let not thy love exceed thine honour, Retain a thought of joy or spark of life?
son, Your soul gives essence to our wretched subjects, * Nor bar thy mind that magnanimity Whose matter is incorporate in your flesh. That nobly must admit necessity. Cel. Your pains do pierce our souls; no hope Sit up, my boy, and with these* silken reins survives,
Bridle the steelèd stomachs of theset jades. For by your life we entertain our lives.
Ther. My lord, you must obey his majesty, Tamb. But, sons, this subject, not of force Since fate commands and proud necessity. enough
Amy. Heavens witness me with what a broken To hold the fiery spirit it contains,
[Mounting the chariot. Must part, imparting his impressions
And damnèdi spirit I ascend this seat, By equal portions into + both your breasts; And send my soul, before my father die, My flesh, divided in your precious shapes, His anguish and his burning agony ! Shall still retain my spirit, though I die,
[They croun AMYRAS. And live in all your seeds I immortally.
Tamb. Now fetch the hearse of fair Zenocrate; Then now remove me, that I may resign
Let it be plac'd by this my
fatal chair, My place and proper title to my son.
And serve as parcel of my funeral. First, take my scourge and my imperial crown, Usum. Then feels your majesty posovereign ease, And mount my royal chariot of estate,
Nor may our hearts, all drown'd in tears of blood, That I may see thee crown'd before I die. Joy any hope of your recovery? Help me, my lords, to make my last remore. Tamb. Casane, no; the monarch of the earth,
( They assist TAMBURLAINE to descend from the chariot. And eyeless monster that torments my soul, Ther. A woful change, my lord, that daunts Cannot behold the tears ye shed for me, our thoughts
And therefore still augments his cruelty. More than the ruin of our proper souls !
Tech. Then let some god oppose his holy power Tamb. Sit up, my son, [and] let me see how well Against the wrath and tyranny of Death, Thou wilt become thy father's majesty.
That his tear-thirsty and unquenchèd hate Amy. With what a flinty bosom should I joy
May be upon himself reverberate ! The breath of life and burden of my soul,
(They bring in the hearse of ZENOCRATE. If not resolv'd into resolvèd pains,
Tamb. Now, eyes, enjoy your latest benefit, My body's mortified lineaments &
And, when my soul hath virtue of your sight, Should exercise the motions of my heart,
Pierce through the coffin and the sheet of gold, Pierc'd with the joy of any dignity!
And glut your longings with a heaven of joy. O father, if the unrelenting ears
So, reign, my son; scourge and control those slaves, Of Death and Hell be shut against my prayers, Guiding thy chariot with thy father's hand. And that the spiteful influence of Heaven As precious is the charge thou undertak'st Deny my soul fruition of her joy,
As that which Clymene's brain-sick son did guide, How should I step, or stir my hateful feet When wandering Phæbe's | ivory cheeks were Against the inward powers of my heart,
scorchid, Leading a life that only strives to die,
And all the earth, like Ætna, breathing fire: And plead in vain unpleasing sovereignty ? Be warn'd by him, then; learn with awful eye
To sway a throne as dangerous as his; subjects] Mr. Collier (Preface to Coleridge's Seven Lectures on Shakespeare and Milton, p. cxviii) says that here
For, if thy body thrive not full of thoughts " subjects" is a printer's blunder for “substance": yet As pure and fiery as Phyteus's beams, he takes no notice of Tamburlaine's next words, “But, sons, this subject not of force enough,” &c.—The old eds. are * these] So the 4to.-The 8vo “those." quite right in both passages : compare, in p. 62, first col. ; † thesej So the 4to.--The Svo "those." “A form not meet to give that subject essence
I damned] i.e. doomed, --sorrowful. Whose matter is the flesh of Tamburlaine," &c. § Clymene's] So the 8vo.—The 4to “Clymeus." + into) So the 8v0.-The 4to “vnto."
|| Phæbe's] So the 8vo.-The 4to “Phoebus.” 1 your seeds) So the 8vo.—The 4to “our seedes.” (In | Phyteus'] Meant perhaps for “Pythius'”, according p. 18, first col., we have had “Their angry seeds”; but to the usage of much earlier poets : in p. 47, first col., “thy seed":—and Marlowe probably “And of Phyton (i.e. Python) that Phebus made thus wrote "sced” both here and in p. 18.)
fine $ lincaments) So the 8vo.—The 4to "laments.”—The Came Phetonysses," &c. Editor of 1826 remarks, that this passage “is too Lydgate's Warres of Troy, B. ii. Sig. K vi. ed. 1565. obscure for ordinary comprehension."
Ilere the modern editors print "Phæbus'".
The nature of these proud rebelling jades Farewell, my boys ! my dearest friends, farewell!
Your sweet desires depriv'd my company, Through rocks more steep and sharp than Caspian For Tamburlaine, the scourge of God, must die. cliffs :t
[Dies. The nature of thy chariot will not bear
Amy. Meet heaven and earth, and here let all A guide of baser temper than myself,
things end, More than heaven's coach the pride of Phaeton.
For earth hath spent the pride of all her fruit,
And heaven consum'd his choicest living fire! * thee) So the 8vo.-- The 4to “me."
Let earth and heaven his timeless death deplore, + cliffs] Here the old eds. "clifts" and “cliftes": but see p. 12, line 5, first col.
For both their worths will equal him no more !
The Tragicall History of D. Faustus. As it hath bene Acted by the Right Honorable the Earle of Nottingham his seruants. Written by Ch. Marl. London Printed by V. S. for Thomas Bushell 1604.
In reprinting this edition, I have here and there amended the text by means of the later 4tos,-1616, 1624, 1631.–Of 4to 1663, which contains various comparatively modern alterations and additions, I have made no use.