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 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
I marry am I: have you any suit to me? I would entreat you to speak but three wise words. So I can when I see my time. Is this your Crown? ay, Didst thou ever see a fairer? You will not sell it, will ye? Such another word, and I, will have thee executed. Come give it me. No, I took it prisoner. You lie, I gave it you. Then 'tis mine. No, I mean, I let you keep it. Well, I mean you shall have it again. Here take it for a while, I lend it thee, Till I may see thee hemmed with armed men. Then shalt thou see me pull it from thy head: Thou art no match for mighty Tamburlaine. O Gods, is this tamburlaine the thief, I marvel much he stole it not away. Hold thee Cosroe, wear two imperial Crowns. Thinks 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 crowned thee Emperor. 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. Meander, you that were our brother's Guide, And chiefest Counsellor in all his acts, Since he is yielded to the stroke of War, On your submission we with thanks excuse, And give you equal place in our affairs. Most happy Emperor in humblest terms I vow my service to your Majesty. With utmost virtue of my faith and duty. Thanks good Meander, than Cosroe reign And govern Persia in her former pomp: Now send embassage to thy neighbour Kings, And let them know the persian King is changed: From one that knew not what a King should do, To one that can command what longs thereto: And now we will to fair Persepolis, With twenty thousand expert soldiers. The Lords and Captains of my brother's camp, With little slaughter take Meander's course, And gladly yield them to my gracious rule: Ortygius and menaphon, my trusty friends, Now will I gratify your former good, And grace your calling with a greater sway. And as we ever and at your behoof, And sought your state, all honour it deserved, So will we with our powers and our lives, Endeavour to preserve and prosper it. I will not thank thee (sweet Ortygius) Better replies shall prove my purposes. And now, Lord tamburlaine, my brother's Camp I leave to thee, and to theridamas, To follow me to fair Persepolis. Then will we march to all those Indian Mines, My witless brother to the Christians lost: And ransom them with fame and usury. And till thou overtake me tamburlaine, (Staying to order all the scattered troops) Farewell Lord Regent, and his happy friends, I long to sit upon my brother's throne, Your Majesty shall shortly have your wish. And ride in triumph through Persepolis.
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I marie am I: haue you any suite to me? I would intreat you to speak but three wise wordes. So I can when I see my time. Is this your Crowne? I, Didst thou euer see a fairer? You will not sell it, wil ye? Such another word, and I, will haue thee executed. Come giue it me. No, I tooke it prisoner. You lie, I gaue it you. Then tis mine. No, I meane, I let you keep it. Wel, I meane you shall haue it againe. Here take it for a while, I lend it thee, Till I may see thee hem'd with armed men. Then shalt thou see me pull it from thy head: Thou art no match for mightie Tamburlaine. O Gods, is this tamburlaine the thiefe, I marueile much he stole it not away. Holde thee Cosroe, weare two imperiall Crownes. Thinks thee Inuested now as royally, Euen by the mighty hand of tamburlaine, As if as many kinges as could encompasse thee, With greatest pompe had crown'd thee Emperour. So do I thrice renowined man at armes, And none shall keepe the crowne but tamburlaine: Thee doo I make my Regent of Persea, And Generall Lieftenant of my Armies. Meander, you that were our brothers Guide, And chiefest Counsailor in all his acts, Since he is yeelded to the stroke of War, On your submission we with thanks excuse, And giue you equall place in our affaires. Most happy Emperour in humblest tearms I vow my seruice to your Maiestie. With vtmost vertue of my faith and dutie. Thanks good Meander, then Cosroe raign And gouerne Persea in her former pomp: Now send Ambassage to thy neighbor Kings, And let them know the Persean King is chang'd: From one that knew not what a King should do, To one that can commaund what longs thereto: And now we will to faire Persepolis, With twenty thousand expert souldiers. The Lords and Captaines of my brothers campe, With litle slaughter take Meanders course, And gladly yeeld them to my gracious rule: Ortigius and menaphon, my trustie friendes, Now will I gratify your former good, And grace your calling with a greater sway. And as we euer and at your behoofe, And sought your state, all honor it deseru'd, So will we with our powers and our liues, Indeuor to preserue and prosper it. I will not thank thee (sweet Ortigius) Better replies shall prooue my purposes. And now, Lord tamburlaine, my brothers Campe I leaue to thee, and to theridamas, To follow me to faire Persepolis. Then will we march to all those Indian Mines, My witlesse brother to the Christians lost: And ransome them with fame and vsurie. And till thou ouertake me tamburlaine, (Staying to order all the scattered troopes) Farewell Lord Regent, and his happie friends, I long to sit vpon my brothers throne, Your Maiestie shall shortly haue your wish. And ride in triumph through Persepolis.