Marlowe, Christopher · published 1590 · first performed or written 1587 [1587-1588] (Annals) tragedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so typicality 0.80 · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
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, Afrique and Europe bordering on your land, And continent to your Dominions: How easily may you with a mighty host, Pass into Graecia, as did Cyrus once. And cause them to withdraw their forces home, lest you subdue the pride of Christendom! But Menaph. what means this trumpet's sound Behold, my Lord Ortygius, and the rest, Bringing the Crown to make you Emperor. Magnificent and mighty Prince Cosroe, We in the name of other persian states, And commons of this mighty Monarchy, Present thee with th'imperial Diadem. The warlike Soldiers, & the Gentlemen, That heretofore have filled Persepolis With Afrique Captains, taken in the field: Whose ransom made them march in coats of gold, With costly jewels hanging at their ears, 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 the King. Therefore to stay all sudden mutinies, We will invest your Highness Emperor: Whereat the Soldiers will conceive more joy, Then did the Macedonians at the spoil Of great Darius and his wealthy host. 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. And in assurance of desired success, We here do crown thee Monarch of the East, Emperor of Asia, and of Persia, Great Lord of Medea and Armenia: Duke of Africa and Albania, Mesopotamia and of Parthia, East India and the late discovered Isles, Chief Lord of all the wide vast Euxine sea, And of the ever raging Caspian Lake: Long live Cosroe mighty Emperor. And Ioue may never let me longer live, Than I may seek to gratify your love, And cause the soldiers that thus honour me, To triumph over many Provinces. By whose desires of discipline in Arms, I doubt not shortly but to reign sole king, And with the Army of Theridamas, Whether we presently will fly (my Lords) To rest secure against my brother's force. We knew my Lord, before we brought the crown, Intending your investion so near, The residence of your despised brother, The Lord would not be too exasperate, To injure or suppress your worthy title. Or if they would, there are in readiness Ten thousand horse to carry you from hence, In spite of all suspected enemies. I know it well my Lord, & thank you all, Sound up the trumpets then, God save the King. COme lady, let not this appal your thoughts The jewels and the treasure we have ta'en Shall be reserved, and you in better state, Than if you were arrived in Siria. even in the circle of your Father's armies: The mighty soldan of Egyptia.
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This should intreat your highnesse to reioice, Since Fortune giues you opportunity, To gaine the tytle of a Conquerour, By curing of this maimed Emperie, Affrike and Europe bordering on your land, And continent to your Dominions: How easely may you with a mightie hoste, Passe into Graecia, as did Cyrus once. And cause them to withdraw their forces home, Least you subdue the pride of Christendome! But Menaph. what means this trumpets sound Behold, my Lord Ortigius, and the rest, Bringing the Crowne to make you Emperour. Magnificent and mightie Prince Cosroe, We in the name of other Persean states, And commons of this mightie Monarchie, Present thee with th'Emperiall Diadem. The warlike Souldiers, & the Gentlemen, That heretofore haue fild Persepolis With Affrike Captaines, taken in the field: Whoose ransome made them martch in coates of gold, With costlie iewels hanging at their eares, And shining stones vpon their loftie Crestes, Now liuing idle in the walled townes, Wanting both pay and martiall discipline. Begin in troopes to threaten ciuill warre. And openly exclaime against the King. Therefore to stay all sodaine mutinies, We will inuest your Highnesse Emperour: Whereat the Souldiers will conceiue more ioy, Then did the Macedonians at the spoile Of great Darius and his wealthy hoast. Wel, since I see the state of Persea droope, And languish in my brothers gouernment: I willingly receiue th'mperiall crowne, And vow to weare it for my countries good: In spight of them shall malice my estate. And in assurance of desir'd successe, We here doo crowne thee Monarch of the East, Emperour of Asia, and of Persea, Great Lord of Medea and Armenia: Duke of Affrica and Albania, Mesopotamia and of Parthia, East India and the late discouered Isles, Chiefe Lord of all the wide vast Euxine sea, And of the euer raging Caspian Lake: Long liue Cosroe mighty Emperour. And Ioue may neuer let me longer liue, Then I may seeke to gratifie your loue, And cause the souldiers that thus honour me, To triumph ouer many Prouinces. By whose desires of discipline in Armes, I doubt not shortly but to raigne sole king, And with the Armie of Theridamas, Whether we presently will flie (my Lords) To rest secure against my brothers force. We knew my Lord, before we brought the crowne, Intending your inuestion so neere, The residence of your dispised brother, The Lord would not be too exasperate, To iniure or suppresse your woorthy tytle. Or if they would, there are in readines Ten thousand horse to carie you from hence, In spite of all suspected enemies. I know it wel my Lord, & thanke you all, Sound vp the trumpets then, God saue the King. COme lady, let not this appal your thoughts The iewels and the treasure we haue tane Shall be reseru'd, and you in better state, Than if you were arriu'd in Siria. Euen in the circle of your Fathers armes: The mightie Souldan of Egyptia.