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Your Grace hath taken order by Theridaraas,
Charg'd with a thousand horse, to apprehend
And bring him captive to your Highness' throne.

Myc. Full true, thou speak'st, and like thyself,

my Lord,

Whom 1 may term a Damon for thy love:
Therefore 'tis best, if so it like you all,
To send my thousand horse incontinent
To apprehend that paltry Scythian. (

How like you this, my honourable Lords?
Is't not a kingly resolution?

Cos. It cannot choose because it comes from you.

Myc. Then hear thy charge, valiant Theridamas, The chiefest captain of Mycetes' host, The hope of Persia, and the very legs Whereon our State doth lean as on a staff, That holds us up, and foils our neighbour foes,— Thou shalt be leader of this thousand horse, Whose foaming gall with rage and high disdain %• v!\ Have sworn the death of wicked Tamburlaine. .J Go, frowning forth, but come thou smiling home, As did sir Paris with the Grecian dame; Return with speed—time passeth swift away; \ v. ^ Our life is frail, and we may die to-day.

Ther. Before the moon renew herborrow'd Ii«.ht.

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Doubt not, my Lord and gracious Sovereign,
But Tamburlaine and that Tartarian rout,
Shall either perish by our warlike hands,
Or plead for mercy at your Highness' feet.
Myc. Go, stout Theridamas, thy words are swords,
And with thy looks thou conquerest all thy foes;
I long to see thee back return from thence,
That I may view these milk-white steeds of mine
All loaden with the heads of killed men,
And from their knees e'en to their hoofs below
Besmear'd with blood that makes a dainty show.

Ther. Then now, my Lord, I humbly take my leave.

Myc. Theridamas, farewell! ten thousand times.

[Exit Theridamas.

Ah, Menaphon, why stay'st thou thus behind,
When other men press forward for renown?
Go, Menaphon, go into Scythia;
And foot by foot follow Theridamas.

Cos. Nay, pray you let him stay; a greater [task*]
Fits Menaphon than warring with a thief:
Create him Prorex of all Africa,
That he may win the Babylonian hearts
Which will revolt from Persian government,
Unless they have a wiser king than you.

Myc. " Unless they have a wiser king than you." These are his words; Meander, set them down.

Cos. And add this to them—that all Asia Laments to see the folly of their king.

Myc. Well, here I swear by this my royal seat,—

Cos. You may do well to kiss it then.

Myc. Emboss'd with silk as best beseems my state. To be reveng'd for these contemptuous words.

• This word, or one of similar import, has been dropped at the press.

O, where is duty and allegiance now?
Fled to the Caspian or the Ocean main?
What shall I call thee? Brother?—No, a foe;
Monster of nature !—Shame unto thy stock
That dar'st presume thy sovereign for to mock!
Meander, come! I am abus'd, Meander.

[All go out but Cosroe and Menaphon.

Men. How now, my Lord? What, mated* and

amaz'd To hear the king thus threaten like himself!

Cos. Ah, Menaphon, I pass notf for his threats; The plot is laid by Persian noblemen And captains of the Median garrisons To crown me emperor of Asia: But this it is that doth excruciate The very substance of my vexed soul— To see our neighbours that were wont to quake And tremble at the Persian monarch's name, Now sit and laugh our regiment to scorn; And that, which might resolve me into tears— Men from the farthest equinoctial line Have swarm'd in troops into the Eastern India, Lading. their ships with gold and precious stones, And made their spoils from all our provinces.

Men. This should entreat your highness to rejoice,
Since Fortune gives you opportunity
To gain the title of a conqueror
By curing of this maimed empery.

mated—confounded; from the French matir.
t pass not—care not.

Afric and Europe bord'ring on your land,

And continent to your dominions,

How eas'ly may you, with a mighty host,

Pass into Grecia, as did Cyrus once!

And cause them to withdraw their forces home,

Lest you subdue the pride of Christendom.

Cos. But, Menaphon, what means this trumpet's
sound?

Mf,n. Behold, my lord, Ortygius and the rest
Bringing the crown to make you emperor!

Enter Ortygius and Ceneus, with others, bearing
a Crown.

Orty. Magnificent and mighty Prince Cosroe,
We, in the name of other Persian states
And Commons of the mighty monarchy,
Present thee with th' imperial diadem.

Cen. The warlike soldiers and the gentlemen, That heretofore have fill'd Persepolis With Afric captains taken in the field, Whose ransom made them march in coats of gold, . With costly jewels hanging at their ears, j And shining stones upon their lofty crests,

Now living idle in the walled towns,
Wanting both pay and martial discipline,
Begin in troops to threaten civil war,
And openly exclaim against their king:
Therefore, to stop all sudden mutinies,
We will invest your highness emperor,
Whereat the soldiers will conceive more joy, A
Than did the Macedonians at the spoil

Of great Darius and his wealthy host.

Cos. Well, since I see the state of Persia droop
And languish in my brother's government,
I willingly receive th' imperial crown.
And vow to wear it for my country's good,
In spite of them shall malice my estate.

Orty. And in assurance of desir'd success,
We here do crown thee monarch of the East,
Emperor of Asia and of Persia;
Great Lord of Media and Armenia;
Duke of Africa and Albania,
Mesopotamia and of Parthia,
East India and the late discover'd isles;
Chief lord of all the vast wide Euxine Sea,
And of the ever-raging Caspian Lake.

All. Long live Cosroe, mighty emperor!

Cos. And Jove may never let me longer live
Than I may seek to gratify your love,
And cause the soldiers that thus honour
To triumph over many provinces,
By whose desire of discipline in arms
I doubt not shortly but to reign sole king,
And with the army of Theridamas,
(Whither we presently will fly, my lords)
To rest secure against my brother's force.

Orty. We knew, my lord, before we brought the

crown,

Intending your investion so near
The residence of your despised brother, x ),..,-
The lords would not be too exasperate '^

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