Your presence, loving friends and fellow kings,
Makes me to surfeit in conceiving joy.
If all the chrystal gates of Jove's high court
Were open'd wide, and I might enter in
To see the state and majesty of Heaven,
It could not more delight me than your sight.
Now will we banquet on these plains awhile,
And after march to Turkey with our camp,
In number more than are the drops that fall,
When Boreas rents a thousand swelling clouds;
And proud Orcanes of Natolia
With all his viceroys shall be so afraid,
That though the stones, as at Deucalion's flood,
Were turn’d to men, he should be overcome.
Such lavish will I make of Turkish blood,
That Jove shall send his winged messenger
To bid me sheathe the sword and leave the field;
The sun unable to sustain the sight,
Shall hide his head in Thetis' wat'ry lap,
And leave his steeds to fair Bootes' charge;
For half the world shall perish in this fight.
But now, my friends, let me examine ye;
How have ye spent your absent time from me?

Usum. My lord, our men of Barbary have march'd
Four hundred miles with armour on their backs,
And lain in leager fifteen months and more;
For since we left you at the Soldan's court,
We have subdu'd the southern Galatia,
And all the land unto the coasts of Spain,

We kept the narrow straits of Gibraltar,
And made Canaria call us kings and lords ;
Yet never did they recreate themselves,
Or cease one day from war and hot alarms,
And therefore let them rest awhile, my lord.

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

Tech. And I have march'd along the river Nile To Machda, where the mighty Christian Priest, Callid John the Great, sits in a milk-white robe, Whose triple mitre I did take by force, And made him swear obedience to my crown. From thence unto Cafates did I march, Where Amazonians met me in the field, With whom, being women, I vouchsaf'd a league, And with my power did march to Zanzibar, The western part of Afric, where I view'd The Ethiopian sea, rivers and lakes, But neither man nor child in all the land ; Therefore I took my course to Manico, Where unresisted, I removed my camp; And by the coast of Biafar, at last I came to Guber, where the Negroes dwell, And conquering that, made haste to Nubia. There, having sack'd Borno the kingly seat, I took the king and led him bound in chains Unto Damascus, where I staid before. TAMB. Well done, Techelles. What saith Theri

damas? Ther. I left the confines and the bounds of Afric,

And made a voyage into Europe,
Where by the river, Tyras, I subdu'd
Stoka, Podolia, and Codemia;
Thence cross'd the sea and came to Oblia,
And Nigra Sylva, where the devils dance,
Which in despite of them, I set on fire.
From thence I cross'd the gulf call’d by the name
Mare Majore, of the inhabitants.
Yet shall my soldiers make no period,
Until Natolia kneel before your feet.

Tamb. Then will we triumph, banquet and carouse;
Cooks shall have pensions to provide us cates,
And glut us with the dainties of the world;
Lachryma Christi and Calabrian wines
Shall common soldiers drink in quaffing bowls,
Age, liquid gold, (when we have conquer'd him)
Mingid with coral and with orient pearl.
Come, let us banquet and carouse the while. (Exeunt.

ACT THE SECOND.

SCENE I.
Enter SIGISMUND, FREDERICK, BALDWIN, and

their Train,
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?

FRED. Your majesty remembers, I am sure, What cruel slaughter of our Christian bloods These heath'nish Turks and Pagans 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 our camp. It resteth now then, that your majesty Take all advantages of time and power, And work revenge upon these infidels. Your highness knows for Tamburlaine's repair, That strikes a terror to all Turkish hearts, Natolia hath dismiss'd the greatest part Of all his army, pitch'd against our pow'r, Betwixt Cutheia and Orminius' mount, And sent them marching up to Belgasar, Acantha, Antioch, and Cæsaria, To aid the kings of Syria and Jerusalem. Now then, my lord, advantage take thereof, And issue suddenly upon the rest; That in the fortune of their overthrow, We may discourage all the Pagan troop, That dare attempt to war with Christians.

Sır. But calls not then your grace to memory, 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 infidels,

we

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 vow to them, should not infringe
Our liberty of arms or victory.

Sir. 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.
Our faiths are sound, and must be continuate,
Religious, righteous, and inviolate.

Fred. Assure your grace 'tis superstition To stand so strictly on dispensive faith ; And should we lose the opportunity That God hath given to 'venge our Christians' death, And scourge their foul blasphemous Paganism, As fell to Saul, to Balaam, and the rest, That would not kill and curse at God's command, So surely will the vengeance of the highest, And jealous anger of his fearful arm, Be pour'd with rigour on our sinful heads, If we neglect this offer'd victory.

Sig. Then arm, my lords, and issue suddenly, Giving commandment to our general host, With expedition to assail the Pagan, And take the victory our God hath giv'n. [Exeunt.