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Tamburlaine drawen in his chariot by Trebizon and Soria with bittes in their mouthes, reines in his left hand, in his right hād a whip, with which he scourgeth them, Techelles, Theridamas, Vsumeasane, Amyras, Celebinus: Natolia, and Ierusalem led by with fiue or six common souldiers.Tam.
Holla , ye pampered Iades of Asia:
What, can ye draw but twenty miles a day,
And haue so proud a chariot at your heeles,
And such a Coachman as great Tamburlaine?
But from Asphaltis, where I conquer'd you,
To Byron here where thus I honor you?
The horse that guide the golden eie of heauen,
And blow the morning from their nosterils,
Making their fiery gate aboue the cloudes,
Are not so honoured in their Gouernour,
As you (ye slaues) in mighty Tamburlain.
The headstrong Iades of Thrace, Alcides tam'd,
And made so wanton that they knew their strengths,
Were not subdew'd with valour more diuine,
Than you by this vnconquered arme of mine.
To make you fierce, and fit my appetite,
You shal be fed with flesh as raw as blood,
And drinke in pailes the strongest Muscadell:
If you can liue with it, then liue, and draw
My chariot swifter than the racking cloudes:
If not, then dy like beasts, and fit for nought
But perches for the black and fatall Rauens.
Thus am I right the Scourge of highest Ioue,
And see the figure of my dignitie,
By which I hold my name and maiesty.
Ami.
Let me haue coach my Lord, that I may ride,
And thus be drawen with these two idle kings.
tam.
Thy youth forbids such ease my kingly boy,
They shall to morrow draw my chariot,
While these their fellow kings may be refresht,
Orc.
O thou that swaiest the region vnder earth,
And art a king as absolute as Ioue,
Come as thou didst in fruitfull Scicilie,
Suruaieng all the glories of the land:
And as thou took'st the faire Proserpina,
Ioying the fruit of Ceres garden plot,
For loue, for honor, and to make her Queene,
So for iust hate, for shame, and to subdew
This proud contemner of thy dreadfull power,
Come once in furie and suruay his pride,
Haling him headlong to the lowest hell.
ther.
Your Maiesty must get some byts for these,
To bridle their contemptuous cursing tongues,
Breake through the hedges of their hateful mouthes,
And passe their fixed boundes exceedingly.
Tech.
Nay, we wil break the hedges of their mouths
And pul their kicking colts out of their pastures,
Vsu
Your Maiesty already hath deuisde
A meane, as fit as may be to restraine
These coltish coach-horse tongues from blasphemy.
Cel.
How like you that sir king? why speak you not?
Ier.
Ah cruel Brat, sprung from a tyrants loines,
How like his cursed father he begins,
To practize tauntes and bitter tyrannies?
Tam.
I Turke, I tel thee, this same Boy is he,
That must (aduaunst in higher pompe than this)
Rifle the kingdomes I shall leaue vnsackt.
If Ioue esteeming me too good for earth,
Raise me to match the faire Aldeboran,
Aboue the threefold Astracisme of heauen,
Before I conquere all the triple world.
Now fetch me out the Turkish Concubines,
I will prefer them for the funerall
They haue bestowed on my abortiue sonne.
The Concubines are brought in.
Where are my common souldiers now that fought
So Lion-like vpon Asphaltis plaines?
Soul.
Here my Lord.
Tam.
Hold ye tal souldiers, take ye Queens apeece
(I meane such Queens as were kings Concubines)
Take them, deuide them and their iewels too,
And let them equally serue all your turnes.
Soul.
We thank your maiesty.
tam.
Brawle not (I warne yon) for your lechery,
Orc.
Iniurious tyrant, wilt thou so defame
The hatefull fortunes of thy victory,
To exercise vpon such guiltlesse Dames,
The violence of thy common Souldiours lust.
Tam.
Liue content then (ye slaues) and meet not me
With troopes of harlots at your sloothful heeles
Lad.
O pity vs my Lord, and saue our honours.
tam.
Are ye not gone ye villaines with your spoiles?
They run away with the Ladies.
Ier.
O mercilesse infernall cruelty.
Tam.
Saue your honours? twere but time indeed,
Lost long before you knew what honour meant.
ther.
It seemes they meant to conquer vs my Lord,
And make vs ieasting Pageants for their Trulles.
tam.
And now themselues shal make our Pageant,
And common souldiers iest with all their Truls,
Let them take pleasure soundly in their spoiles,
Till we prepare our martch to Babylon,
Whether we next make expedition.
tech.
Let vs not be idle then my Lord,
But presently be prest to conquer it.
tam.
We wil techelles, forward then ye Iades:
Now crowch ye kings of greatest Asia,
And tremble when ye heare this Scourge wil come,
That whips downe cities, and controwleth crownes,
Adding their wealth and treasure to my store,
The Euxine sea North to Natolia,
The Terrene west, the Caspian north north-east,
And on the south Senus Arabicus.
Shal al be loden with the martiall spoiles
We will conuay with vs to Persea.
And christall waues of fresh Iaertis streame,
The pride and beautie of her princely seat,
Be famous through the furthest continents,
For there my Pallace royal shal be plac'd:
Whose shyning Turrets shal dismay the heauens,
And cast the fame of Ilions Tower to hell.
Thorow the streets with troops of conquered kings,
Ile ride in golden armour like the Sun,
And in my helme a triple plume shal spring,
Spangled with Diamonds dancing in the aire,
To note me Emperour of the three fold world.
Like to an almond tree ymounted high,
Upon the lofty and celestiall mount,
Of euery greene Selinus queintly dect
With bloomes more white than Hericinas browes,
Whose tender blossoms tremble euery one,
At euery litle breath that thorow heauen is blowen:
Then in my coach like Saturnes royal son,
Mounted his shining chariots, gilt with fire.
And drawen with princely Eagles through the path,
Pau'd with bright Christall, and enchac'd with starres,
When all the Gods stand gazing at his pomp.
So will I ride through Samarcanda streets,
Until my soule disseuered from this flesh,
Shall mount the milk-white way and meet him there.
To Babylon my Lords, to Babylon.
Exeunt.
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