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ACT THE SECOND.
Enter Cosroe, Menaphon, Ortygius, Ceneus, with other Soldiers.
Cos. Thus far are we towards Theridamas,
Men. Of stature tall, and straightly fashioned,
• 'Twixt this manly pitch, or height; that is, 'twixtiOr on ' such breadth of shoulders,' a pearl (his head) is placed, &c. The old editions read, "his manly pitch;" the alteration in the text, however, readers the phrase more intelligible. *
And in their smoothness amity and life;
Cos. Well hast thou pourtrayed in thy terms of life
• Thus, the octavo: the quarto has "his arms long,—his fingers snowy white."
Orty. In happy hoar we hare set the crown
Cek. He that with shepherds and a little spoil
Cos. And such shall wait on worthy Tamburlaine. Our army will be forty thousand strong, When Tamburlaine and brave Theridamas Have met us by the river Araris; And all conjoin'd to meet the witless king, That now is marching near to Parthia, And with unwilling soldiers faintly ann'd, To seek revenge on me and Tamburlaine, To whom, sweet Menaphon, direct me straight.
Men. I will, my lord. [Exeunt.
Enter Mycetes, Meander, with other Lords; and
Myc. Come, my Meander, let us to this geer. I tell you true, my heart is swoln with wrath On this same thievish villain, Tamburlaine, And on that false Cosroe, my traiteroiis brother. Would it not grieve a king to be so abus'd And have a thousand horsemen ta'en away?
And which is worse, to have his diadem
Sought for by such scald knaves as love him not?
I think it would; well then, by Heavens I swear,
Aurora shall not peep out of her doors,
But I will have Cosroe by the head,
And kill proud Tamburlaine with point of sword.
Tell you the rest, Meander; I have said.
Me And. Then having past Armenian deserts now, And pitch'd our tents under the Georgian hills, Whose tops are cover'd with Tartarian thieves, That lie in ambush, waiting for a prey, What should we do but bid them battle straight, And rid the world of those detested troops? Lest, if we let them linger here awhile, They gather strength by pow'r of fresh supplies. This country swarms with vile outragious men That live by rapine and by lawless spoil, Fit soldiers for the wicked Tamburlaine; And he that could with gifts and promises Inveigle him that led a thousand horse, And make him false his faith unto his king, Will quickly win such as be like himself. Therefore cheer up your minds ! prepare to fight! He that can take or slaughter Tamburlaine, Shall rule the province of Albania: Who brings that traitor's head, Theridamas, Shall have a government in Media, Beside the spoil of him and all his train: But if Cosroe, (as our spials say, And as we know) remains with Tamburlaine,
Hi's Highness' pleasure is that he should live,
A Spy. A hundred horsemen of my company
Meand. Suppose they be in number infinite,
Myc. Was there such brethren, sweet Meander,say, That sprung of teeth of dragons venomous?
Meand. So poets say, my lord.
Myc. And 'tis a pretty toy to be a poet.
Meand. Then, noble soldiers, to entrap these
That live confounded in disorder'd troops,