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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

The two tragical Discourses of mighty Tamburlaine the Scythian Shepheard c. The Prologue FRom iygging vaines of riming mother wits And such conceits as clownage keepes in pay Wee le lead you to the stately tent of War Where you shall heare the Scythian Tamburlaine Threatning the world with high astounding tearms And scourging kingdoms with his conquering sword View but his picture in this tragicke glasse And then applaud his fortunes as you please Actus 1. Scaena 1. Mycetes Cosroe Meander Theridamas Ortygius Ceneus with others Mycetes BRother Cosroe I find my selfe agreeud Yet insufficient to expresse the same For it requires a great and thundring speech Good brother tell the cause vnto my Lords I know you haue a better wit than I Cos. Vnhappie Persea that in former age Hast bene the seat of mightie Conquerors That in their prowesse and their pollicies Haue triumpht ouer Affrike and the bounds Of Europe wher the Sun dares scarce appeare For freezing meteors and coniealed colde Now to be rulde and gouerned by a man At whose byrth-day Cynthia with Saturne ioinde And Ioue the Sun and Mercurie denied To shed his influence in his fickle braine Now Turkes and Tartars shake their swords at that Meaning to mangle all thy Prouinces Mycet. Brother I see your meaning well enough And thorough your Planets I perceiue you thinke I am not wise enough to be a kinge But I refer me to my noble men That knowe my wit and can be witnesses I might command you to be slaine for this Meander might I not Meand. Not for so small a fault my soueraigne Lord Mycet. I meane it not but yet I know I might Yet liue yea liue Mycetes wils it so Meander thou my faithfull Counsellor Declare the cause of my conceiued griefe Which is God knowes about that Tamburlaine That like a Foxe in midst of haruest time Dooth pray vpon my flockes of Passengers And as I heare doth meane to pull my plumes Therefore t is good and meete for to be wise Meand. Oft haue I heard your Maiestie complain Of Tamburlaine that sturdie Scythian thiefe That robs your merchants of Persepolis Treading by land vnto the Westerne Isles And in your confines with his lawlesse traine Daily commits inciuill outrages Hoping misled by dreaming prophesies To raigne in Asia and with barbarous Armes To make himselfe the Monarch of the East But ere he march in Asia or display His vagrant Ensigne in the Persean fields Your Grace hath taken order by Theridimas Chardg'd with a thousand horse to apprehend And bring him Captiue to your Highnese throne Myce. Ful true thou speakst like thy selfe my lord Whom I may tearme a Damon for thy loue Therefore t is best if so it lik you all To send my thousand horse incontinent To apprehend that paltrie Scythian How like you this my honorable Lords Is it not a kingly resolution Cosr. It cannot choose because it comes from you Myce. Then heare thy charge valiant Theridimas The chiefest Captaine of Mycetes hoste The hope of Persea and the verie legges Whereon our state doth leane as on a staffe That holds vs vp and foiles our neighbour foes Thou shalt be leader of this thousand horse Whose foming galle with rage and high disdaine Haue sworne the death of wicked Tamburlaine Go growning foorth but come thou smyling home As did Sir Paris with the Grecian Dame Returne with speed time passeth swift away Our life is fraile and we may die to day Ther. Before the Moone renew her borrowed light Doubt not my Lord and gratious Soueraigne But Tamburlaine and that Tartarian rout Shall either perish by our warlike hands Or plead for mercie at your highnesse feet Myce. Go stout Theridimas thy words are swords And with thy lookes thou conquerest all thy foes I long to see thee back returne from thence That I may view these milk-white steeds of mine All loden with the heads of killed men And from their knees euen to their hoofes below Besmer'd with blood that makes a dainty show The. Then now my Lord I humbly take my leaue Exit Myc. Therid farewel ten thousand times Ah Menaphon why staiest thou thus behind When other men prease forward for renowne Go Menaphon go into Scythia And foot by foot follow Theridamas Cos. Nay pray you let him stay a greater Fits Menaphon than warring with a Thiefe Create him Prorex of Affrica That he may win the Babylonians hearts Which will reuolt from Persean gouernment Vnlesse they haue a wiser king than you Myc. Vnlesse they haue a wiser king than you These are his words Meander set them downe Cos. And ad this to them that all Asia Lament to see the follie of their King Myc. Well here I sweare by this my royal seat Cos. You may doe well to kisse it then Myc. Embost with silke as best beseemes my state To be reueng'd for these contemptuous words O where is dutie and allegeance now Fled to the Caspean or the Ocean maine What shall I call thee brother No a foe Monster of Nature shame vnto thy stocke That dar'st presume thy Soueraigne for to mocke Meander come I am abus'd Meander Exit Manent Cosroe Menaphon Mena. How now my Lord what mated and amaz'd To heare the king thus thraten like himselfe Cos. Ah Menaphon I passe not for his threates The plot is laid by Persean Noble men And Captaines of the Medean garrisons To crowne me Emperour of Asia But this it is that doth excruciate The verie substance of my vexed soule To see our neighbours that were woont to quake And tremble at the Persean Monarkes name Now sits and laughs our regiment to scorne And that which might resolue me into teares Men from the farthest Equinoctiall line Haue swarm'd in troopes into the Easterne India Lading their shippes with golde and pretious stones And made their spoiles from all our prouinces Mena. This should intreat your highnesse to reioice Since Fortune giues you opportunity To gaine the tytle of a Conquerour By curing of this maimed Emperie Affrike and Europe bordering on your land And continent to your Dominions How easely may you with a mightie hoste Passe into Graecia as did Cyrus once And cause them to withdraw their forces home Least you subdue the pride of Christendome Cos. But Menaph what means this trumpets sound Mena. Behold my Lord Ortigius and the rest Bringing the Crowne to make you Emperour Enter Ortigius Conerus bearing a Crowne with others Ort. Magnificent and mightie Prince Cosroe We in the name of other Persean states And commons of this mightie Monarchie Present thee with th' Emperiall Diadem Cene. The warlike Souldiers the Gentlemen That heretofore haue fild Persepolis With Affrike Captaines taken in the field Whoose ransome made them martch in coates of gold With costlie iewels hanging at their eares And shining stones vpon their loftie Crestes Now liuing idle in the walled townes Wanting both pay and martiall discipline Begin in troopes to threaten ciuill warre And

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