Marlowe, Christopher · published 1590 · first performed or written 1588 [1587-1588] (Annals) tragedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men unassigned nearest T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so · 513 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
And here the picture of zenocrate, To show her beauty, which the world admired, Sweet picture of divine Zenocrate, That hanging here, will draw the Gods from heaven: And cause the stars fixed in the Southern ark, Whose lovely faces never any viewed, That have not passed the centre's latitude. As pilgrims travail to our Hemisphere. Only to gaze upon Zenocrate. Thou shalt not beautify Larissa plains. But keep within the circle of mine arms. At every town and castle I besiege, Thou shalt be set upon my royal tent. And when I meet an army in the field, Whose looks will shed such influence in my camp, As if Bellona, Goddess of the war Threw naked swords and sulphur balls of fire, Upon the heads of all our enemies. And now my Lords, advance your spears again, Sorrow no more my sweet Casane now: Boys leave to mourn, this town shall ever mourn, Being burnt to cinders for your mother's death. If I had wept a sea of tears for her, It would not ease the sorrow I sustain. As is that town, so is my heart consumed, With grief and sorrow for my mother's death. My mother's death hath mortified my mind, And sorrow stops the passage of my speech. But now my boys, leave off, and list to me, That mean to teach you rudiments of war: I'll have you learn to sleep upon the ground, March in your armour throw watery Fens, Sustain the scorching heat and freezing cold, Hunger and cold right adjuncts of the war. And after this, to scale a castle wall, Besiege a fort, to undermine a town, And make whole cities caper in the air. Then next, the way to fortify your men, In champion grounds, what figure serves you best, For with the quinque-angle form is meet, Because the corners there may fall more flat: Whereas the Fort may fittest be assailed, And sharpest where th'assault is desperate. The ditches must be deep, the Counterscarps Narrow and steep, the walls made high and broad, The Bulwarks and the rampires large and strong, With cavalieroes and thick counterforts, And room within to lodge six thousand men. It must have privy ditches, countermines, And secret issuings to defend the ditch. It must have high Argins and covered ways To keep the bulwark fronts from battery, And Parapets to hide the Muscatiers: Casemates to place the great Artillery, And store of ordinance that from every flank May scour the outward curtains of the Fort, Dismount the Cannon of the adverse part, Murder the Foe and save their walls from breach. When this is learned for service on the land, By plain and easy demonstration, I'll teach you how to make the water mount, That you may dry-foot march through lakes & pools, Deep rivers, havens, creeks, and little seas, And make a Fortress in the raging waves, Fenced with the concave of a monstrous rock, Invincible by nature of the place. When this is done, then are ye soldiers, And worthy sons of Tamburlaine the great,
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And here the picture of zenocrate, To shew her beautie, which the world admyr'd, Sweet picture of diuine Zenocrate, That hanging here, wil draw the Gods from heauen: And cause the stars fixt in the Southern arke, Whose louely faces neuer any viewed, That haue not past the Centers latitude. As Pilgrimes traueile to our Hemi-spheare. Onely to gaze vpon Zenocrate. Thou shalt not beautifie Larissa plaines. But keep within the circle of mine armes. At euery towne and castle I besiege, Thou shalt be set vpon my royall tent. And when I meet an armie in the field, Whose looks will shed such influence in my campe, As if Bellona, Goddesse of the war Threw naked swords and sulphur bals of fire, Vpon the heads of all our enemies. And now my Lords, aduance your speares againe, Sorrow no more my sweet Casane now: Boyes leaue to mourne, this towne shall euer mourne, Being burnt to cynders for your mothers death. If I had wept a sea of teares for her, It would not ease the sorrow I sustaine. As is that towne, so is my heart consum'd, With griefe and sorrow for my mothers death. My mothers death hath mortified my mind, And sorrow stops the passage of my speech. But now my boies, leaue off, and ist to me, That meane to teach you rudiments of war: Ile haue you learne to sleepe vpon the ground, March in your armour throwe watery Fens, Sustaine the scortching heat and freezing cold, Hunger and cold right adiuncts of the war. And after this, to scale a castle wal, Besiege a fort, to vndermine a towne, And make whole cyties caper in the aire. Then next, the way to fortifie your men, In champion grounds, what figure serues you best, For with the quinque-angle fourme is meet, Because the corners there may fall more flat: Whereas the Fort may fittest be assailde, And sharpest where th'assault is desperate. The ditches must be deepe, the Counterscarps Narrow and steepe, the wals made high and broad, The Bulwarks and the rampiers large and strong, With Caualieros and thicke counterforts, And roome within to lodge sixe thousand men. It must haue priuy ditches, countermines, And secret issuings to defend the ditch. It must haue high Argins and couered waies To keep the bulwark fronts from battery, And Parapets to hide the Muscatiers: Casemates to place the great Artillery, And store of ordinance that from euery flanke May scoure the outward curtaines of the Fort, Dismount the Cannon of the aduerse part, Murther the Foe and saue their walles from breach. When this is learn'd for seruice on the land, By plaine and easie demonstration, Ile teach you how to make the water mount, That you may dryfoot martch through lakes & pooles, Deep riuers, hauens, creekes, and litle seas, And make a Fortresse in the raging waues, Fenc'd with the concaue of a monftrous rocke, Inuincible by nature of the place. When this is done, then are ye souldiers, And worthy sounes of Tamburlain the great,