Marlowe, Christopher · published 1590 · first performed or written 1588 [1587-1588] (Annals) tragedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so typicality 0.65 · 466 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
And we from Europe to the same intent, Which if your General refuse or scorn, Our Tents are pitched, our men stand in array. Ready to charge you ere you stir your feet. So priest are we, but yet if Sigismond Speak as a friend, and stand not upon terms, Here is his sword, let peace be ratified On these conditions specified before, Drawn with advise of our Ambassadors. Then here I sheath it, and give thee my hand, Never to draw it out, or manage arms Against thyself or thy confederates: But whilst I live will be at truce with thee. But (Sigismond) confirm it with an oath, And swear in sight of heaven and by thy Christ. By him that made the world and saved my soul The son of God and issue of a Maid, Sweet Iesus Christ, I solemnly protest, And vow to keep this peace inviolable. By sacred Mahomet, the friend of God, Whose holy Alcaron remains with us, Whose glorious body when he left the world, Closed in a coffin mounted up the air, And hung on stately Mecca's Temple roof, I swear to keep this truce inviolable: Of whose conditions, and our solemn oaths Signed with our hands, each shall retain a scroll, As memorable witness of our league. Now Sigismond, if any Christian King Encroach upon the confines of thy realm, Send word, Orcanes of Natolia Confirmed this league beyond Danubius' stream, And they will (trembling) sound a quick retreat, So am I feared among all Nations. If any heathen potentate or king Invade Natolia, Sigismond will send A hundred thousand horse trained to the war, And backed by stout lancers of Germany. The strength and sinews of the imperial seat. I thank thee Sigismond, but when I war, All Asia Minor, Africa, and Greece Follow my Standard and my thundering Drums: Come let us go and banquet in our tents: I will dispatch chief of my army hence To fair Natolia, and to Trebizon, To stay my coming 'gainst proud Tamburlaine, Friend Sigismond, and peers of Hungary, Come banquet and carouse with us a while, And then depart we to our territories. SWeet Almeda, pity the ruthful plight Of Callapine, the son of Bajazeth, Born to be Monarch of the Western world: Yet here detained by cruel Tamburlaine. My Lord I pity it, and with my heart With your release, but he whose wrath is death, My soveraigue Lord, renowned Tamburlaine. Forbids you further liberty than this. Ah were I now but half so eloquent To paint in words, what I'll perform in deeds, I know thou wouldst depart from hence with me. Not for all Afrique, therefore move me not. Yet hear me speak my gentle Almeda. No speech to that end, by your favour sir.
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And we from Europe to the same intent, Which if your General refuse or scorne, Our Tents are pitcht, our men stand in array. Ready to charge you ere you stir your feet. So prest are we, but yet if Sigismond Speake as a friend, and stand not vpon tearmes, Here is his sword, let peace be ratified On these conditions specified before, Drawen with aduise of our Ambassadors. Then here I sheath it, and giue thee my hand, Neuer to draw it out, or manage armes Against thy selfe or thy confederates: But whilst I liue will be at truce with thee. But (Sigismond) confirme it with an oath, And sweare in sight of heauen and by thy Christ. By him that made the world and sau'd my soule The sonne of God and issue of a Mayd, Sweet Iesus Christ, I sollemnly protest, And vow to keepe this peace inuiolable. By sacred Mahomet, the friend of God, Whose holy Alcaron remaines with vs, Whose glorious body when he left the world, Closde in a coffyn mounted vp the aire, And hung on stately Mecas Temple roofe, I sweare to keepe this truce imnolable: Of whose conditions, and our solemne othes Sign'd with our handes, each shal retaine a scrowle, As memorable witnesse of our league. Now Sigismond, if any Christian King Encroche vpon the confines of thy realme, Send woord, Orcanes of Natolia Confirm'd this league beyond Danubius streame, And they will (trembling) sound a quicke retreat, So am I fear'd among all Nations. If any heathen potentate or king Inuade Natolia, Sigismond will send A hundred thousand horse train'd to the war, And backt by stout Lanceres of Germany. The strength and sinewes of the imperiall seat. I thank thee Sigismond, but when I war, All Asia Minor, Affrica, and Greece Follow my Standard and my thundring Drums: Come let vs goe and banquet in our tents: I will dispatch chiefe of my army hence To faire Natolia, and to Trebizon, To stay my comming gainst proud Tamburlaine, Freend Sigismond, and peeres of Hungary, Come banquet and carouse with vs a while, And then depart we to our territories. SWeet Almeda, pity the ruthfull plight Of Callapine, the sonne of Baiazeth, Born to be Monarch of the Western world: Yet here detain'd by cruell Tamburlaine. My Lord I pitie it, and with my heart With your release, but he whose wrath is death, My soueraigue Lord, renowmed tamburlain. Forbids you further liberty than this. Ah were I now but halfe so eloquent To paint in woords, what Ile perfourme in deeds, I know thou wouldst depart from hence with me. Not for all Affrike, therefore mooue me not. Yet heare me speake my gentle Almeda. No speach to that end, by your fauour sir.