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Ther. Under my colours march ten thousand In number more than are the drops that fall Greeks,

When Boreas rents a thousand swelling clouds; And of Argier and Afric's frontier towns

And proud Orcanes of Natolia
Twice twenty thousand valiant men-at-arms; With all his viceroys shall be so afraid,
All which have sworn to sack Natolia.

That, though the stones, as at Deucalion's flood, Five hundred brigandines are under sail,

Were turn'd to men, he should be overcome. Meet for your service on the sea, my lord, Such lavish will I make of Turkish blood, That, launching from Argier to Tripoly,

That Jove shall send his wingèd messenger Will quickly ride before Natolia,

To bid me sheathe my sword and leave the field; And batter down the castles on the shore.

The sun, unable to sustain the sight, Tamb. Well said, Argier! receive thy orown Shall hide his head in Thetis' watery lap, again.

And leave his steeds to fair Böotes'* charge; Enter USUMCABANE and TECHELLES,

For half the world shall perish in this fight. Kings of Morocco * and of Fez, welcome.

But now, my friends, let me examine ye; Usum. Magnificent and peerless Tamburlaine,

How have ye spent your absent time from me? I and my neighbour king of Fez have brought,

Usum. My lord, our men of Barbary have To aid thee in this Turkish expedition,

march'd A hundred thousand expert soldiers;

Four hundred miles with armour on their backs, From Azamor to Tunis near the sea

And lain in leaguert fifteen months and more ; Is Barbary unpeopled for thy sake,

For, since we left you at the Soldan's court, And all the men in armour under me,

We have subdu'd the southern Guallatia,

And all the land unto the coast of Spain ;
Which with my crown I gladly offer thee.
Tamb. Thanks, king of Morocco : take your

We kept the narrow Strait of Jubalter, I
crown again.


And made Canaria call us kings and lords : Tech. And, mighty Tamburlaine, our earthly Or cease one day from war and hot alarms ;

Yet never did they recreate themselves,
Whose looks make this inferior world to quake,
I here present thee with the crown of Fez,

And therefore let them rest a while, my lord. And with an host of Moors train'd to the war,t

Tamb. They shall, Casane, and 'tis time, i'faith.

Tech. And I have march'd along the river Nile ,Whose coal-black faces make their foes retire, And quake for fear, as if infernal I Jove,

To Machda, where the mighty Christian priest, Meaning to aid thee $ in these || Turkish arms,

Callid John the Great, & sits in a milk-white

robe, Should pierce the black circumference of hell, With ugly Furies bearing fiery ilags,

Whose triple mitre I did take by force, And millions of his strong | tormenting spirits :

And made him swear obedience to my crown.

From thence unto Cazates did I march,
From strong Tesella unto Biledull

Where Amazonians met me in the field,
All Barbary is unpeopled for thy sake.
Tamb. Thanks, king of Fez : take here thy And with my power did march to Zanzibar,

With whom, being women, I vouchsafd a league, crown again. Your presence, loving friends and fellow-kings,

The western part of Afric, where I view'd Makes me to surfeit in conceiving joy :

The Ethiopian sea, rivers and lakes, If all the crystal gates of Jove's high court

But neither man nor child in all the land : Were open'd wide, and I might enter in

Therefore I took my course to Manico, To see the state and majesty of heaven,

Where, || unresisted, I remov'd my camp; It could not more delight me than your sight.

And, by the coast of Byather, 7 at last Now will we banquet on these plains a while, # Bootes'] So the 4to.-The 8vo “Boetes." And after march to Turkey with our camp,

t leaguer) i. e. camp.

I Jubalter] Here the old eds. have “Gibralter": but

in the First Part of this play they have " Jubalter": see * Morocco) The old eds. here, and in the next speech,

p. 25, first col. “Morocus"; but see note 1, p. 22.

the mighty Christian Priest, twar] to the 8vo.-The 4to“

Calld John the Great] Concerning the fabulous personage, * if infernal] So the 8vo.-The 4to“ if the infernall." Prester John, see Narea's Gloss, in v. & thee) Old eds. "them."

!! Where) See note 1, p. 45. || these] So the 4to.—The 8vo "this."

Byather) The editor of 1826 printed “Biafar": but strong] A mistako, occasioned by the word "strong" it is very doubtful if Marlowe wrote the names of places in the next line.




I came to Cubar, where the negroes dwell, From thence I cross'd the gulf call'd by the
And, conquering that, made haste to Nubia.
There, having sack'd Borno, the kingly seat, Mare Majore of the inhabitants.
I took the king and led him bound in chains Yet shall my soldiers make no period
Unto Damascus,* where I stay'd before.

Until Natolia kneel before your feet.
Tamb. Well done, Techelles ! - What saith Tamb. Then will we triumph, banquet and

carouse; Ther. I left the confines and the bounds of Cooks shall have pensions to provide us cates, Afric,

And glut us with the dainties of the world; And madet a voyage into Europe,

Lachryna Christi and Calabrian wines Where, by the river Tyras, I subdu'd

Shall common soldiers drink in quaffing bowls, Stoka, Podolia, and Codemia;

Ay, liquid gold, when we have conquer'd him,* Then cross'd the sea and came to Oblia,

Mingled with coral and with orient+ pearl. And Nigra Silva, where the devils dance,

Come, let us banquet and carouse the whiles. Which, in despite of them, I set on fire.




That, in the fortune of their overthrow,
We may discourage all the pagan troop
That dare attempt to war with Christians.
Sig. But calls not, then, your grace to me,

The league we lately made with King Orcanes,
Confirm'd by oath and articles of peace,
And calling Christ for record of our truths ?
This should be treachery and violence
Against the grace of our profession.
Bald. No whit, my lord; for with such in-

In whom no faith nor true religion rests,
We are not bound to those accomplishments
The holy laws of Christendom enjoin;
But, as the faith which they profanely plight
Is not by necessary policy
To be esteem'd assurance for ourselves,
So that we vow to them should not infringe
Our liberty of arms and victory.

Sig. Though I confess the oaths they undertake
Breed little strength to our security,
Yet those infirmities that thus defame
Their faiths, $ their honours, and religion, ||
Should not give us presumption to the like.


Sig. Now say, my lords of Buda and Bohemia,
What motion is it that inflames your thoughts,
And stirs your valours to such sudden arms ?

Pred. Your majesty remembers, I am sure,
What cruel slaughter of our Christian bloods
These heathenish Turks and pilgans lately made
Betwixt the city Zula and Danubius;
How through the midst of Varna and Bulgaria,
And almost to the very walls of Rome,
They have, not long since, massacred

It resteth now, then, that your majesty
Take all advantages of time and power,
And work revenge upon these infidels.
Your bighness knows, for Tamburlaine's repair,
That strikes a terror to all Turkish hearts,
Natolia bath dismiss'd the greatest part
Of all his army, pitch'd against our power
Betwixt Cutheia and Orminius' mount,
And sent them marching up to Belgasar,
Acantha, Antioch, and Cæsarea,
To aid the kings of Soria I and Jerusalem.
Now, then, my lord, advantage take thereof, $
And issue suddenly upon the rest;


Damascus) Here the old eds. “ Damasco." See note *

* him) i, e. the king of Natolia.

orient) Old eds. "orientall” and “ oriental.”-Both in our author's Faustus and in his Jer of Malta we have "orient pearl."

I that we vou) i. e. that which we vow. So the 8vo.The 4towhat we vou.Neither of the modern editors understanding the passage, they printed "we that vor."

$ faiths) So the 8v0.---The 4to “fame."
ll and religion) Old eds. "and their religion."

P. 31.

And made, &c.) A word dropt out from this line. * Soria) See note t, p. 44.

thereon so the 8vo.-The 4to "beereof."


Our faiths are sound, and must be consummate,* And numbers, more than infinite, of men,
Religious, righteous, and inviolate.

Be able to withstand and conquer him.
Fred. Assure your grace, 'tis superstition

Uri. Methinks I see how glad the Christian To stand so strictly on dispensive faith;

king And, should we lose the opportunity

Is made for joy of our* admitted truce, That God hath given to venge our Christians' That could not but before be terrified death,

Witht upacquaiuted power of our host.
And scourge their foul blasphèmous paganism,
As fell to Saul, to Balaam, and the rest,

Enter a Messenger.
That would not kill and curse at God's com Mess. Arm, dread sovereign, and my noble

lords !
So surely will the vengeance of the Highest, The treacherous army of the Christians,
And jealous anger of his fearful arm,

Taking advantage of your slender power,
Be pour'd with rigour on our sinful heads, Comes inarchivg on us, and determines straight
If we neglect this t offer'd victory.

To bid us battle for our dearest lives.
Sig. Then arm, my lords, and issue suddenly, Orc. Traitors, villains, damned Christians !
Giving commandment to our general host, Have I not bere the articles of peace
With expedition to assail the pagan,

And solemn covenants we have both confirm'd,
And take the victory our God hath given. He by his Christ, and I by Mahomet ?


Gaz. Hell and confusion light upon their heads,
That with such treason Beek our overthrow,
And care so little for their prophet Christ !

Orc. Can there be such deceit in Christians,
Or treason in the fleshly heart of man,

Whose shape is figure of the highest God?

Then, if there be a Christ, as Christians say,
Enter ORCANES, GAZELLUS, and URIBASSA, with their

But in their deeds deny him for their Christ, train.

If he be son to everliving Jove, Orc. Gazellus, Uribassa, and the rest,

And hath the power of his outstretched arm, Now will we march from proud Orminius' mount

If he be jealous of his name and honour To fair Natolia, where our neighbour kings

As is our holy prophet Mahomet, Expect our power and our royal presence,

Take here these papers as our sacrifice T' encounter with the cruel Tamburlaine,

And witness of thy servants : perjury ! That nigh Larissa sways a mighty host,

[He tears to pieces the articles of peace. And with the thunder of his martial #tools

Open, thou shining veil of Cynthia, Makes eartbquakes in the hearts of men and

And make a passage from th' empyreal heaven, heaven.

That he that sits on high and never sleeps, Gaz. And now come we to make his sinews

Nor in one place is circumscriptible, shake

But every where fills every continent With greater power than erst his pride hath felt.

With strange infusion of his sacred vigour, An hundred kings, by scores, will bid him arms,

May, in his endless power and purity, And hundred thousands subjects to each score :

Behold and venge this traitor's perjury ! Which, if a shower of wounding thunderbolts

Thou, Christ, that art esteemid omnipotent, Should break out of the bowels of the clouds,

If thou wilt prove thyself a perfect God, And fall as thick as hail upon our beads,

Worthy the worship of all faithful hearts, In partial aid of that proud Scythian,

Be now reveng'd upon this traitor's soul, Yet should our courages and steelèd crests,

And make the power I have left behind

(Too little to defend our guiltless lives) * consummate] Old eds. "consinuate." The modern

Sufficient to discomfits and confound editors print "continuate," a word which occurs in Shakespeare's Timon oj Athens, act i. sc. 1., but which * our) So the 4to.-The Svo "your." the metre determines to be inadmissible in the present With) So the 4to.—The 8vo “ Which." passage.—The Revd. J. Mitford proposes "continent,"

I thy servant's] He means Sigismund. So a few lines in the sense of-restraining from violence.

after, “this traitor's perjury." t this] So the 850.-The 4to "the."

& discomfit) Old eds. "discomfort." (Compare the red martial] So the 4to.-The 8vo “ materiall."

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The trustless force of those false Christians ! Not doing Mahomet an* injury,
To arms, my lords !* on Christ still let us cry : Whose power had share in this our victory;
If there be Christ, we shall have victory.

And, since this miscreant hath disgrac'd his faith, (Ereunt. And died a traitor both to heaven and carth,

We will both watch and ward shall keep his

Amidst these plains for fowls to prey upon.

Go, Uribassa, give it straight in charge.
Uri. I will, my lord.

[E.rit. Alarms of battle within. Enter SIGISMUND

Orc. And now, Gazellus, let us haste and meet wounded.

Our army, and our brother(s) of Jerusalem,
Sig. Discomfited is all the Christiant host, Of Soria, Trebizon, and Amasia,
And God hath thunder'd vengeance from on high, And happily, with full Natolian bowls
For my accurs'd and hateful perjury.

Of Greekish wine, now let us celebrate
O just and dreadful punisher of sin,

Our happy conquest and his angry fate. (cxeunt. Let the dishonour of the pains I feel In this my mortal well-deserved wound End all my penance in my sudden death! And let this death, wherein to sin I die, Couceive a second life in endless mercy! [Dies.

SCENE IV. Enter ORCANES, GAZELLU3, URIBAssa, with others.

The arras is drawn, and ZENOCRATE is discovered lying in Orc. Now lie the Christians bathing in their her bed of state ; TAMBURLAINE sitting by her; three bloods,

Physicians about her bed, tempering potions ; her three And Christ or Mahomet hath been my friend.


Gaz. See, here the perjur'd traitor Hungary,
Bloody and breathless for his villany!

Tamb. Black is the beauty of the brightest day; Orc. Now shall his barbarous body be a prey

The golden ball of heaven's eternal fire, To beasts and fowls, and all the winds shall

That danc'd with glory on the silver waves, breathe,

Now wants the fuel that inflam'd his beams; Through shady leaves of every senseless tree,

And all with faintness, and for foul disgrace, Murmurs and hisses for his heinous sin.

He binds his temples with a frowning cloud, Now scalds his soul in the Tartarian streams,

Ready to darken earth with endless night. And feeds upon the baneful tree of hell,

Zenocrate, that gave him light and life, That Zoacum, I that fruit of bitterness,

Whose eyes shot fire from their|| ivory brows, I That in the midst of fire is ingraff”d,

And temper'd every soul with lively heat, Yet flourisheth, as Flora in her pride,

Now by the malice of the angry skies, With apples like the heads of damnd i fiends. Whose jealousy admits no second mate, The devila there, in chains of quenchless flame,

Draws in the comfort of her latest breath, Shall lead his soul, through Orcus' burning gulf,

All dazzled with the hellish mists of death. From pain to pain, whose change shall never end.

Now walk the angels on the walls of heaven, What say'st thou yet, Gazellus, to his foil,

As sentinels to warn th' immortal souls Which we referr'd to justice of his Christ

To entertain divine Zenocrate : And to his power, which here appears as full

Apollo, Cynthia, and the censeless lamps Aa rays of Cynthia to the clearest sight?

That gently look'd upon this** loathsome earth, Gaz. 'Tis but the fortune of the wars, my lord, Whose power is often prov'd a miracle.

an) So the 8vo.—The 4to “any."

We will both watch and ward shall keep his trunk) i. e. Orc. Yet in my thoughts shall Christ be

We will that both watch, &c. So the 4to.—The Svo bw honoured,

“and keepe."

Uribassa, give] So the 8vo.-The 4toVribasta, and

giue," lords) So the 8vo.—The 4to “lord."

§ Soria) See note t, p. 44. + Christian) So the 8vo.-The 4to "Christians.

|| their] So the 4to.-Not in the 8vo. ! Zoacum] 'Or Zakkum. --The description of this tree I brows] Old eds. “bowers." is taken from a fable in the Koran, chap. 37.” Ed. 1826. ** this) So the 8vo.-The 4to "the."


Shine downwards now no more, but deck the Turn'd to despair, would break my wretched heavens

breast, To entertain divine Zenocrate :

And fury would confound my present rest. The crystal springs, whose taste illuminates But let me die, my love; yes,* let me die; Refinèd eyes with an eternal sight,

With love and patience let your true love die : Like trièd silver run through Paradise

Your grief and fury hurts my second life. To entertain divine Zenocrate :

Yet let me kiss my lord before I die, The cherubins and holy seraphins,

And let me die with kissing of my lord. That sing and play before the King of Kings, But, since my life is lengthen'd yet a while, Use all their voices and their instruments Let me take leave of these my loving sons, To entertain divine Zenocrate;

And of my lords, whose true nobility And, in this sweet and curious harmony,

Have merited my latest memory. The god that tunes this music to our souls Sweet sons, farewell ! in death resemble me, Holds out his hand in highest majesty

And in your lives your father's excellence. + To entertain divine Zenocrate.

Some music, and my fit will cease, my lord. Then let some holy trance convey my thoughts

(They call for music. Up to the palace of th' empyreal heaven,

Tamb. Proud fury, and intolerable fit, That this my life may be as short to me

That dares torment the body of my love, As are the days of sweet Zenocrate.

And scourge the scourge of the immortal God ! Physicians, will no* physic do her good ? Now are those spheres, where Cupid usd to sit, First Phys. My lord, your majesty shall soon Wounding the world with wonder and with love, perceive,

Sadly supplied with pale and ghastly death, An if she pass this fit, the worst is past.

Whose darts do pierce the centre of my soul. Tamb. Tell me, how fares my fair Zenocrate? Her sacred beauty hath enchanted heaven;

Zeno. I fare, my lord, as other empresses, And, had she liv'd before the siege of Troy, That, when this frail and+ transitory flesh

Helen, whose beauty summond Greece to arms, Hath suck'd the measure of that vital air

And drew a thousand ships to Teuedos, That feeds the body with his dated health, Had not been nam'd in Homer's Iliads,Wane with enforc'd and necessary change. Her name had been in every line he wrote; Tamb. May never such a change transform my Or, had those wanton poets, for whose birth love,

Old Rome was proud, but gaz'd a while on her, In whose sweet being I repose my life!

Nor Lesbia nor Corinna bad been nam'd, -
Whose heavenly presence, beautified with health, Zenocrate had been the argument
Gives light to Phæbus and the fixed stars ; Of every epigram or elegy.
Whose absence makes I the sun and moon as

[The music sounds-ZENOCRATR dics. dark

What, is she dead? Techelles, draw thy sword, As when, oppos'd in one diameter,

And wound the earth, that it may cleave in twain, Their spheres are mounted on the serpent's And we descend into th' infernal vaults, head,

To hale the Fatal Sisters by the hair,
Or else descended to his winding train.

And throw them in the triple moat of hell,
Live still, my love, and so conserve my life, For taking hence my fair Zenocrate.
Or, dying, be the authors of my death.

Casane and Theridamas, to arms!
Zeno. Live still, my lord ; 0, let my sovereign Raise cavalieros I higher than the clouds,

And with the cannon break the frame of heaven; And sooner let the fiery element

Batter the shining palace of the sun, Dissolve, and make your kingdom in the sky, And shiver all the stariy firmament, Than this base earth should shroud your majesty; For amorous Jove hath snatch'd my love from For, should I but suspect your death by mine,

hence, The comfort of my future happiness,

Meaning to make her stately queen of heaven. And hope to meet your highness in the heavens, What god soever holds thee in his arms,

* no) So the 4to.-The 8vo “not.'

and] So the 4to. - The Svo
I makes] So the 4to.-The 8vo "make."
$ author] So the 4to.-The 8vo " anchor."

* yes) Old eds. "yet."
* Excellence) So the 4to.—The Svo " excellency."

1 cavalieros) i. e. mounds, or elevations of earth, to lodge cannon.

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