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A07004 Tamburlaine the Great Who, from a Scythian shephearde, by his rare and woonderfull conquests, became a most puissant and mightye monarque. And (for his tyranny, and terrour in warre) was tearmed, the scourge of God. Deuided into two tragicall discourses, as they were sundrie times shewed vpon stages in the citie of London. By the right honorable the Lord Admyrall, his seruauntes. Marlowe, Christopher, 1564-1593. 1590 (1590) STC 17425; ESTC S122101 73,426 165

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high hill about the citie here tam. Let it be so about it souldiers But stay I feele my selfe distempered sudainly tech. What is it dares distemper Tamburlain tam. Something techelles but I know not what But foorth ye vassals what so ere it be Sicknes or death can neuer conquer me Exeunt Actus 5. Scaena 4. Enter Callapine Amasia with drums and trumpets Callap. KIng of Amasia now our mighty hoste Marcheth in Asia maior where the streames Of Euphrates and Tigris swiftly runs And here may we behald great Babylon Circled about with Limnasphaltis Lake Where tamburlaine with all his armie lies Which being faint and weary with the siege Wee may lie ready to encounter him Before his hoste be full from Babylon And so reuenge our latest grieuous losse If God or Mahomet send any aide Ama. Doubt not my lord but we shal conquer him The Monster that hath drinke a sea of blood And yet gapes stil for more to quench his thirst Our Turkish swords shal headlong send to hell And that vile Carkasse drawne by warlike kings The Foules shall eate for neuer sepulchre Shall grace that base-borne Tyrant tamburlaine Cal. When I record my Parents slauish life Their cruel death mine owne captiuity My Viceroies bondage vnder tamburlaine Me thinks I could sustaine a thousand deaths To be reueng'd of all his Villanie Ah sacred Mahomet thou that hast seene Millions of Turkes perish by Tamburlaine Kingdomes made waste braue cities sackt burnt And but one hoste is left to honor thee And thy obedient seruant Callapine And make him after all these ouerthrowes To triumph ouer cursed Tamburlaine Ama Feare not my Lord I see great Mahomet Clothed in purple clowdes and on his head A Chaplet brighter than Apollos crowne Marching about the ayer with armed men To ioine with you against this Tamburlaine Renowmed Generall mighty Callapine Though God himselfe and holy Mahomet Should come in person to resist your power Yet might your mighty hoste incounter all And pull proud Tamburlaine vpon his knees To sue for mercie at your highnesse feete Cal. Captaine the force of Tamburlaine is great His fortune greater and the victories Wherewith he hath so sore dismaide the world Are greatest to discourage all our drifts Yet when the pride of Cynthia is at full She waines againe and so shall his I hope For we haue here the chiefe selected men Of twenty seuerall kingdomes at the least Nor plowman Priest nor Merchant staies at home All Turkie is in armes with Callapine And neuer wil we sunder camps and armes Before himselfe or his be conquered This is the time that must eternize me For conquering the Tyrant of the world Come Souldiers let vs lie in wait for him And if we find him absent from his campe Or that it be reioin'd again at full Assaile it and be sure of victorie Exeunt Actus 5. Scaena 6. Theridamas Techelles Vsumeasane WEepe heauens and vanish into liquid teares Fal starres that gouerne his natiuity And sommon al the shining lamps of heauen To cast their bootlesse fires to the earth And shed their feble influence in the aire Muffle your beauties with eternall clowdes For hell and darknesse pitch their pitchy tentes And Death with armies of Cymerian spirits Giues battile gainst the heart of Tamburlaine Now in defiance of that woonted loue Your sacred vertues pour'd vpon his throne And made his state an honor to the heauens These cowards inuisiblie assaile hys soule And threaten conquest on our Soueraigne But if he die your glories are disgrac'd Earth droopes and saies that hell in heauen is plac'd tech. O then ye Powers that sway eternal seates And guide this massy substance of the earthe If you retaine desert of holinesse As your supreame estates instruct our thoughtes Be not inconstant carelesse of your fame Beare not the burthen of your enemies ioyes Triumphing in his fall whom you aduanst But as his birth life health and maiesty Were strangely blest and gouerned by heauen So honour heauen til heauen dissolued be His byrth his life his health and maiesty Cas Blush heauen to loose the honor of thy name To see thy foot-stoole set vpon thy head And let no basenesse in thy haughty breast Sustaine a shame of such inexcellence To see the deuils mount in Angels throanes And Angels diue into the pooles of hell And though they think their painfull date is out And that their power is puissant as Ioues Which makes them manage armes against thy state Yet make them feele the strength of Tamburlain Thy instrument and note of Maisty Is greater far than they can thus subdue For if he die thy glorie is disgrac'd Earth droopes and saies that hel in heauen is plac'd tam. What daring God torments my body thus And seeks to conquet mighty Tamburlaine Shall sicknesse prooue me now to be a man That haue bene tearm'd the terrour of the world Techelles and the rest come take your swords And threaten him whose hand afflicts my soul Come let vs march against the powers of heauen And set blacke streamers in the firmament To signifie the slaughter of the Gods Ah friends what shal I doe I cannot stand Come carie me to war against the Gods That thus inuie the health of Tamburlaine ther. Ah good my Lord leaue these impatient words Which ad much danger to your malladie tam. Why shal I sit and languish in this paine No strike the drums and in reuenge of this Come let vs chardge our speares and pierce his breast Whose shoulders beare the Axis of the world That if I perish heauen and earth may fade theridamas haste to the court of Ioue Will him to send Apollo hether straight To cure me or I le fetch him downe my selfe tech. Sit stil my gratious Lord this griefe wil cease And cannot last it is so violent tam. Not last techelles no for I shall die See where my slaue the vglie monster death Shaking and quiuering pale and wan for feare Stands aiming at me with his murthering dart Who flies away at euery glance I giue And when I look away comes stealing on Villaine away and hie thee to the field I and myne armie come to lode thy barke With soules of thousand mangled carkasses Looke where he goes but see he comes againe Because I stay techelles let vs march And weary Death with bearing soules to hell Phi. Pleaseth your Maiesty to drink this potion Which wil abate the furie of your fit And cause some milder spirits gouerne you tam. Tel me what think you of my sicknes now Phi. I view'd your vrine and the Hipostates Thick and obscure doth make your danger great Your vaines are full of accidentall heat Whereby the moisture of your blood is dried The Humidum and Calor which some holde Is not a parcell of the Elements But of a substance more diuine and pure Is almost cleane extinguished and spent Which being the cause of life imports your death Besides my Lord this day is Criticall Dangerous to
those whose Chrisis is as yours Your Artiers which alongst the vaines conuey The liuely spirits which the heart ingenders Are partcht and void of spirit that the soule Wanting those Organnons by which it mooues Can not indure by argument of art Yet if your maiesty may escape this day No doubt but you shal soone recouer all tam. Then will I comfort all my vital parts And liue in spight of death aboue a day Alarme within Mess. My Lord yong Callapine that lately fled from your maiesty hath nowe gathered a fresh Armie and hearing your absence in the field offers to set vpon vs presently Tam. See my Phisitions now how Ioue hath sent A present medicince to recure my paine My looks shall make them flie and might I follow There should not one of all the villaines power Liue to giue offer of another fight Vsum. I ioy my Lord your highnesse is so strong That can endure so well your royall presence Which onely will dismay the enemy Tam. I know it wil Casane draw you slaues In spight of death I will goe show my face Alarme Tam. goes in and comes out againe with al the rest Thus are the villaines cowards fled for feare Like Summers vapours vanisht by the Sun And could I but a while pursue the field That Callapine should be my slaue againe But I perceiue my martial strength is spent In vaine I striue and raile against those powers That meane t' inuest me in a higher throne As much too high for this disdainfull earth Giue me a Map then let me see how much Is left for me to conquer all the world That these my boies may finish all my wantes One brings a Map Here I began to martch towards Persea Along Armenia and the Caspian sea And thence vnto Bythinia where I tooke The Turke and his great Empresse priseners Then martcht I into Egypt and Arabia And here not far from Alexandria Whereas the Terren and the red sea meet Being distant lesse than stil a hundred leagues I meant to cut a channell to them both That men might quickly saile to India From thence to Nubia neere Borno Lake And so along the Ethiopian sea Cutting the Tropicke line of Capricorne I conquered all as far as Zansibar Then by the Northerne part of Affrica I came at last to Graecia and from thence To Asia where I stay against my will Which is from Scythia where I first began Backeward and forwards nere fiue thousand leagues Looke here my boies see what a world of ground Lies westward from the midst of Cancers line Vnto the rising of this earthly globe Whereas the Sun declining from our sight Begins the day with our Antypodes And shall I die and this vnconquered Loe here my sonnes are all the golden Mines Inestimable drugs and precious stones More worth than Asia and the world beside And from th' Antartique Pole Eastward behold As much more land which neuer was descried Wherein are rockes of Pearle that shine as bright As all the Lamps that beautifie the Sky And shal I die and this vnconquered Here louely boies what death forbids my life That let your liues commaund in spight of death Amy. Alas my Lord how should our bleeding harts Wounded and broken with your Highnesse griefe Retaine a thought of ioy or sparke of life Your soul giues essence to our wretched subiects Whose matter is incorporoat in your flesh Cel. Your paines do pierce our soules no hope suruiues For by your life we entertaine our liues tam. But sons this subiect not of force enough To hold the fiery spirit it containes must part imparting his impressions By equall portions into both your breasts My flesh deuided in your precious shapes Shal still retaine my spirit though I die And liue in all your seedes immortally Then now remooue me that I may resigne My place and proper tytle to my sonne First take my Scourge and my imperiall Crowne And mount my royall chariot of estate That I may see thee crown'd before I die Help me my Lords to make my last remooue ther. A woful change my Lord that daunts our thoughts More than the ruine of our proper soules tam. Sit vp my sonne let me see how well Thou wilt become thy fathers maiestie They crowne him Ami With what a flinty bosome should I ioy The breath of life and burthen of my soule If not resolu'd into resolued paines My bodies mortified lineaments should exercise the motions of my heart Pierc'd with the ioy of any dignity O father if the vnrelenting eares Of death and hell be shut against my praiers And that the spightfull influence of heauen Denie my soule fruition of her ioy How should I step or stir my hatefull feete Against the inward powers of my heart Leading a life that onely striues to die And plead in vaine vnpleasing soueranity tam. Let not thy loue exceed thyne honor sonne Nor bar thy mind that magnanimitie That nobly must admit necessity Sit vp my boy and with those silken raines Bridle the steeled stomackes of those Iades ther. My Lord you must obey his maiesty Since Fate commands and proud necessity Amy. Heauens witnes me with what a broken hart And damned spirit I ascend this seat And send my soule before my father die His anguish and his burning agony tam. Now fetch the hearse of faire Zenocrate Let it be plac'd by this my fatall chaire And serue as parcell of my funerall Cas. Then feeles your maiesty no soueraigne ease Nor may our hearts all drown'd in teares of blood Ioy any hope of your recouery tamb. Casane no the Monarke of the earth And eielesse Monster that torments my soule Cannot behold the teares ye shed for me And therefore stil augments his cruelty tech. Then let some God oppose his holy power Against the wrath and tyranny of death That his teare-thyrsty and vnquenched hate May be vpon himselfe reuerberate They bring in the hearse tam Now eies inioy your latest benefite And when my soule hath vertue of your sight Pierce through the coffin and the sheet of gold And glut your longings with a heauen of ioy So raigne my sonne scourge and controlle those slaues Guiding thy chariot with thy Fathers hand As precious is the charge thou vndertak'st As that which Clymens brainsicke sonne did guide When wandring Phoebes Iuory cheeks were scortcht And all the earth like AEtna breathing fire Be warn'd by him then learne with awfull eie To sway a throane as dangerous as his For if thy body thriue not full of thoughtes As pure and fiery as Phyteus beames The nature of these proud rebelling Iades Wil take occasion by the slenderest haire And draw thee peecemeale like Hyppolitus Through rocks more steepe and sharp than Caspian cliftes The nature of thy chariot wil not beare A guide of baser temper than my selfe More then heauens coach the pride of Phaeton Farewell my boies my dearest friends farewel My body feeles my soule dooth weepe to see Your sweet desires depriu'd my company For Tamburlaine the Scourge of God must die Amy. Meet heauen earth here let al things end For earth hath spent the pride of all her fruit And heauen consum'd his choisest liuing fire Let earth and heauen his timelesse death deplore For both their woorths wil equall him no more FINIS