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 0.76 · 514 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
Faith, and techelles, it was manly done; And since he was so wise and honourable, Let us afford him now the bearing hence. And crave his triple worthy burial. Agreed Casane, we will honour him. basso, by this thy Lord and master knows, I mean to meet him in Bithynia: see how he comes? Tush. Turks are full of brags And menace more than they can well perform: He meet me in the field and fetch thee hence? Alas (poor Turk) his fortune is to weak, T'encounter with the strength of Tamburlaine. View well my Camp, and speak indifferently, Do not my captains and my soldiers look As if they meant to conquer Africa. Your men are valiant but their number few, And cannot terrify his mighty host, My Lord, the great Commander of the world, Besides fifteen contributory kings, Hath now in arms ten thousand janissaries, Mounted on lusty Mauritanian Steeds. Brought to the war by men of Tripoli. Two hundred thousand footmen that have served In two set battles fought in Grecia: And for the expedition of this war, If he think good, can from his garrisons, Withdraw as many more to follow him. The more he brings, the greater is the spoil, For when they perish by our warlike hands, We mean to seat our footmen on their Steeds. And rifle all those stately janisars. But will those Kings accompany your Lord? Such as his Highness please, but some must stay To rule the provinces he late subdued. Then fight courageously, their crowns are yours This hand shall set them on your conquering heads: That made me Emperor of Asia. Let him bring missions infinite of men, Unpeopling Western Africa and Greece: Yet we assure us of the victory. even he that in a trice vanquished two kings, More mighty than the Turkish Emperor: Shall rouse him out of Europe, and pursue His scattered army till they yield or die. Well said theridamas, speak in that mood, For Will and Shall best fitteth Tamburlaine, Whose smiling stars gives him assured hope Of martial triumph, ere he meet his foes: I that am termed the Scourge and Wrath of God, The only fear and terror of the world, Will first subdue the Turk, and then enlarge Those Christian Captives, which you keep as slaves, Burdening their bodies with your heavy chains. And feeding them with thin and slender fare, That naked row about the Terrene sea. And when they chance to breathe and rest a space, Are punished with bastons so grievously, That they lie panting on the galleys side. And strive for life at every stroke they give, These are the cruel pirates of Argier, That damned train, the scum of Africa. Inhabited with straggling Runagates, That make quick havoc of the Christian blood. But as I live that town shall curse the time That Tamburlaine set foot in Africa: Bassoes and janissaries of my Guard, Attend upon the person of your Lord, The greatest Potentate of Africa. Techelles, and the rest prepare your swords I mean t'encounter with that Bajazeth.
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Faith, and techelles, it was manly done; And since he was so wise and honorable, Let vs affoord him now the bearing hence. And craue his triple worthy buriall. Agreed Casane, we wil honor him. BAssoe, by this thy Lord and maister knowes, I meane to meet him in Bithynia: see how he comes? Tush. Turkes are ful of brags And menace more than they can wel performe: He meet me in the field and fetch thee hence? Alas (poore Turke) his fortune is to weake, T'incounter with the strength of Tamburlaine. View well my Camp, and speake indifferently, Doo not my captaines and my souldiers looke As if they meant to conquer Affrica. Your men are valiant but their number few, And cannot terrefie his mightie hoste, My Lord, the great Commander of the worlde, Besides fifteene contributorie kings, Hath now in armes ten thousand Ianisaries, Mounted on lusty Mauritanian Steeds. Brought to the war by men of Tripoly. Two hundred thousand footmen that haue seru'd In two set battels fought in Grecia: And for the expedition of this war, If he think good, can from his garrisons, Withdraw as many more to follow him. The more he brings, the greater is the spoile, For when they perish by our warlike hands, We meane to seate our footmen on their Steeds. And rifle all those stately Ianisars. But wil those Kings accompany your Lord? Such as his Highnesse please, but some must stay To rule the prouinces he late subdude. Thē fight couragiously, their crowns are yours This hand shal set them on your conquering heads: That made me Emperour of Asia. Let him bring missions infinite of men, Vnpeopling Westerne Affrica and Greece: Yet we assure vs of the victorie. Euen he that in a trice vanquisht two kings, More mighty than the Turkish Emperour: Shall rouse him out of Europe, and pursue His scattered armie til they yeeld or die. Wel said theridamas, speake in that mood, For Wil and Shall best fitteth Tamburlain, Whose smiling stars giues him assured hope Of martiall triumph, ere he meete his foes: I that am tearm'd the Scourge and Wrath of God, The onely feare and terrour of the world, Wil first subdue the Turke, and then inlarge Those Christian Captiues, which you keep as slaues, Burdening their bodies with your heauie chames. And feeding them with thin and slender fare, That naked rowe about the Terrene sea. And when they chance to breath and rest a space, Are punisht with Bastones so grieuously, That they lie panting on the Gallies side. And striue for life at euery stroke they giue, These are the cruell pirates of Argeire, That damned traine, the scum of Affrica. Inhabited with stragling Runnagates, That make quick hauock of the Christian blood. But as I liue that towne shall curse the time That Tamburlaine set foot in Affrica: Bassoes and Ianisaries of my Guard, Attend vpon the person of your Lord, The greatest Potentate of Affrica. Techelles, and the rest prepare your swordes I meane t'incounter with that Baiazeth.