I have brought to see their overthrow!
TAMBURLAINE. By this my sword that conquer'd Persia,
Thy fall shall make me famous through the world!
I will not tell thee how I'll [165] handle thee,
But every common soldier of my camp
Shall smile to see thy miserable state.
KING OF FEZ. What means the [166] mighty Turkish emperor,
To talk with one so base as Tamburlaine?
KING OF MOROCCO. Ye Moors and valiant men of Barbary.
How can ye suffer these indignities?
KING OF ARGIER. Leave words, and let them feel your lances'
points,
Which glided through the bowels of the Greeks.
BAJAZETH. Well said, my stout contributory kings!
Your threefold army and my hugy [167] host
Shall swallow up these base-born Persians.
TECHELLES. Puissant, renowm'd, [168] and mighty Tamburlaine,
Why stay we thus prolonging of [169] their lives?
THERIDAMAS. I long to see those crowns won by our swords,
That we may rule [170] as kings of Africa.
USUMCASANE. What coward would not fight for such a prize?
TAMBURLAINE. Fight all courageously, and be you kings:
I speak it, and my words are oracles.
BAJAZETH. Zabina, mother of three braver [171] boys
Than Hercules, that in his infancy
Did pash [172] the jaws of serpents venomous;
Whose hands are made to gripe a warlike lance,
Their shoulders broad for complete armour fit,
Their limbs more large and of a bigger size
Than all the brats y-sprung [173] from Typhon's loins;
Who, when they come unto their father's age,
Will batter turrets with their manly fists;--
Sit here upon this royal chair of state,
And on thy head wear my imperial crown,
Until I bring this sturdy Tamburlaine
And all his captains bound in captive chains.
ZABINA. Such good success happen to Bajazeth!
TAMBURLAINE. Zenocrate, the loveliest maid alive,
Fairer than rocks of pearl and precious stone,
The only paragon of Tamburlaine;
Whose eyes are brighter than the lamps of heaven,
And speech more pleasant than sweet harmony;
That with thy looks canst clear the darken'd sky,
And calm the rage of thundering Jupiter;
Sit down by her, adorned with my crown,
As if thou wert the empress of the world.
Stir not, Zenocrate, until thou see
Me march victoriously with all my men,
Triumphing over h
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