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You, fighting more for honour than for gold,

Shall massacre those greedy-minded slaves;

And when their scatter'd army is subdu'd,

And you march on their slaughter'd carcasses,

Share equally the gold that bought their lives,

And live like gentlemen in Persia. -«

Strike up the drum ! and march courageously!. . „• .

Fortune herself doth sit upon our crests. ,,

Myc. He tells you true, my masters: so he does.
Drums, why sound ye not, when Meander speaks?' *

[Exeunt.
SCENE III.

Enter Cosroe, Tamburlaine, Theridamas,
Techelles, Usumcasane andO&TYGivs, with
others.

Cos. Now, worthy Tamburlaine, have I repos'd
In thy approved fortune all my hope.
What think'st thou, man, shall come of our at-
tempts?

For e'en as from assured oracle,
I take thy doom for satisfaction.

Tamb. And so mistake you not a whit, my Lord;
For fates and oracles [of] Heav'n have sworn
To royalize the deeds of Tamburlaine,
And make them blest that share in his attempts.
And doubt you not, but if you favour me,
And let my fortunes and my valour sway
To some direction in your martial deeds,
The world will strive with hosts of men at arms,
To swarm unto the ensign I support:

The host of Xerxes, which by fame is said T have drank the mighty Parthian Araris, | •— Was but a handful to that we will have. Our quiv'ring lances, shaking in the air, v /And bullets, like Jove's dreadful thunderbolts, Enroll'd in flames and fiery smould'ring mists, Shall threat the gods more than Cyclopian wars: And with our sun-bright armour as we march, We'll chase the stars from heaven and dim their eyes / That stand and muse at our admired arms.

Ther. You see, my Lord, what working words he

hath;

But when you see his actions stop his speech,
Your speech will stay or so extol his worth
As I shall be commended, and excus'd
For turning my poor charge to his direction.
And these his two renowned friends, my lord.
Would make one thrust and strive to be retain'd
In such a great degree of amity.

Tech. With duty and with amity we yield
Our utmost service to the fair Cosroe.

Cos. Usumcasane and Techelles both,
When she* that rules in Rhamnus' golden gates,
And makes a passage for all prosp'rous arms,
Shall make me solely emperor of Asia,
Then shall your meeds and valours be advanc'd
To rooms of honour and nobility.
^ - Tamb. Then haste, Cosroe, to be king alone,
That I with these, my friends, and all my men
• The Goddess Nemesis.

May triumph in our long-expected fate.
The king, your brother, is now hard at hand;
Meet with the fool, and rid your royal shoulders
Of such a burthen as outweighs the sands
And all the craggy rocks of Caspia.

Enter a Messenger. y**

Mes. My lord, we have discovered the enemy \ X. Ready to charge you with a mighty army. ^

Cos. Come, Tamburlaine! now whet thy winged

sword,

And lift thy lofty arm into the clouds,
That it may reach the king of Persia's crown,
And set it safe on my victorious head.

Tamb. See where it is, the keenest curtle axe
That ere made passage thorough Persian arms.
These are the wings shall make it fly as swift
As doth the lightning or the breath of Heaven,
And kill as surely* as it swiftly flies.

Cos. Thy words assure me of kind success; __,-» ''(
Go, valiant soldier, go before and charge
The fainting army of that foolish king.

Tamb. Usumcasane and Techelles come!
We are enough to scare the enemy,
And more than needs to make an emperor.

[They go out to the battle. Mycetes enters
alone with his crown in his hand, and endeavours
to hide it.]

Myc. Accurs'd be he that first invented war! They knew not, ah they knew not, simple men, 'Sure in both the old editions.

How those, who're hit by pelting cannon shot,
Stand stagg'ring like a quiv'ring aspin leaf
Fearing the force of Boreas boist'rous blasts.
In what a lamentable case were I
If Nature had not giv'n me wisdom's lore,
For kings are clouts that ev'ry man shoots at,
Our crown the pin that thousands seek to cleave;
Therefore in policy I think it good
To hide it close; a goodly stratagem,
And far from any man that is a fool:
So shall I not be known; or if I be,.—.^ »*•'*
They can not take away my crown from me.
Here will I hide it in this simple hole.
Enter Tamburlaiwe.

Tamb. What fearful coward's straggling from the

camp, When kings themselves are present in the field?

Myc. Thou liest.

Tamij. Base villain, dar'st thou give the lie?

Myc. Away; I am the king; go; touch me not. Thou break'st the law of arms, unless thou kneel And cry me mercy, noble king.

Tamb. Are you the witty king of Persia?

Myc. Aye,.marry am I: have you any suit to me?

Tamb. I would entreat you but to speak three wise words.

Myc. So I can when I see my time.

Tamb. Is this your crown?

Myc. Aye, didst thou ever see a fairer?

Tamb. You will not sell it, will you?

Myc. Such another word and I will have thee

executed. Come, give it me!

Tamb. No; I took it prisoner.

Myc. You lie; I gave it you.

Tamb. Then 'tis mine.

Myc. No; I mean I let you keep it.

Tamb. Well; I mean you shall have it again.
Here; take it for awhile: I lend it thee,
'Till I may see thee hemm'd with armed men;
Then shalt thou see me pull it from thy head;
Thou art no match for mighty Tamburlaine.

[Exit Tamb.

Myc. O gods! Is this Tamburlaine the thief? I marvel much he stole it not away.

[Trumpets sound to the battle: Mycetes runs out.

Enter Cosroe, Tamburlaine, Theridamas,

Menaphon, Meander, Ortygius, Techel

Les, Usumcasane, with others.

Tamb. Hold thee, Cosroe! wear two imperial

crowns;

Think thee invested now as royally,
Even by the mighty hand of Tamburlaine,
As if as many kings as could encompass thee
With greatest pomp, had crown'd thee emperor.

Cos. So do I, thrice-renowned man at arms,
And none shall keep the crown but Tamburlaine.
—.Thee do I make my regent of Persia,
And general lieutenant of my armies.

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