Marlowe, Christopher · published 1590 · first performed or written 1588 [1587-1588] (Annals) tragedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T36 Hell, Furies and the language of punishm typicality 0.79 · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T36: hell, earth, gods, death, ghosts, blood, bloody, heaven, night, ghost.
Weep heavens, and vanish into liquid tears Fall stars that govern his nativity, And summon all the shining lamps of heaven To cast their bootless fires to the earth. And shed their feeble influence in the air. Muffle your beauties with eternal clouds, For hell and darkness pitch their pitchy tents, And Death with armies of Cimmerian spirits Gives battle 'gainst the heart of Tamburlaine. Now in defiance of that wonted love, Your sacred virtues poured upon his throne, And made his state an honour to the heavens, These cowards invisibly assail his soul, And threaten conquest on our Sovereign: But if he die, your glories are disgraced, Earth droops and says, that hell in heaven is placed, O then ye Powers that sway eternal seats, And guide this massy substance of the earth, If you retain desert of holiness, As your supreme estates instruct our thoughts, Be not inconstant, careless of your fame, Bear not the burden of your enemy's joys, Triumphing in his fall whom you advanced, But as his birth, life, health and majesty Were strangely blessed and governed by heaven, So honour heaven till heaven dissolved be, His birth, his life, his health and majesty. Blush heaven to lose the honour of thy name, To see thy footstool set upon thy head, And let no baseness in thy haughty breast, Sustain a shame of such inexcellence: To see the devils mount in Angels thrones, And Angels dive into the pools of hell. And though they think their painful date is out, And that their power is puissant as Ioues, Which makes them manage arms against thy state, Yet make them feel the strength of Tamburlaine, Thy instrument and note of majesty. Is greater far than they can thus subdue. For if he die, thy glory is disgraced, Earth droops and says that hell in heaven is placed. What daring God torments my body thus, And seeks to conquer mighty Tamburlaine, Shall sickness prove me now to be a man, That have been termed the terror of the world? Techelles and the rest, come take your swords, And threaten him whose hand afflicts my soul, Come let us march against the powers of heaven, And set black streamers in the firmament, To signify the slaughter of the Gods, Ah friends, what shall I do I cannot stand, Come carry me to war against the Gods, That thus envy the health of Tamburlaine, Ah good my Lord, leave these impatient words, Which ad much danger to your malady. Why shall I sit and languish in this pain, No, strike the drums, and in revenge of this, Come let us charge our spears and pierce his breast, Whose shoulders bear the Axis of the world, That if I perish, heaven and earth may fade, theridamas, haste to the court of Ioue, Will him to send Apollo hither straight, To cure me, or I'll fetch him down myself.
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WEepe heauens, and vanish into liquid teares Fal starres that gouerne his natiuity, And sommon al the shining lamps of heauen To cast their bootlesse fires to the earth. And shed their feble influence in the aire. Muffle your beauties with eternall clowdes, For hell and darknesse pitch their pitchy tentes, And Death with armies of Cymerian spirits Giues battile gainst the heart of Tamburlaine. Now in defiance of that woonted loue, Your sacred vertues pour'd vpon his throne, And made his state an honor to the heauens, These cowards inuisiblie assaile hys soule, And threaten conquest on our Soueraigne: But if he die, your glories are disgrac'd, Earth droopes and saies, that hell in heauen is plac'd, O then ye Powers that sway eternal seates, And guide this massy substance of the earthe, If you retaine desert of holinesse, As your supreame estates instruct our thoughtes, Be not iuconstant, carelesse of your fame, Beare not the burthen of your enemies ioyes, Triumphing in his fall whom you aduaimst, But as his birth, life, health and maiesty Were strangely blest and gouerned by heauen, So honour heauen til heauen dissolued be, His byrth, his life, his health and maiesty. Blush heauen to loose the honor of thyname, To see thy foot-stoole set vpon thy head, And let no basenesse in thy haughty breast, Sustaine a shame of such inexcellence: To see the deuils mount in Angels throanes, And Angels diue into the pooles of hell. And though they think their painfull date is out, And that their power is puissant as Ioues, Which makes them manage armes against thy state, Yet make them feele the strength of Tamburlain, Thy instrument and note of Maisty. Is greater far than they can thus subdue. For if he die, thy glorie is disgrac'd, Earth droopes and saies that hel in heauen is plac'd. What daring God torments my body thus, And seeks to conquet mighty Tamburlaine, Shall sicknesse prooue me now to be a man, That haue bene tearm'd the terrour of the world? Techelles and the rest, come take your swords, And threaten him whose hand afflicts my soul, Come let vs march against the powers of heauen, And set blacke streamers in the firmament, To signifie the slaughter of the Gods, Ah friends, what shal I doe I cannot stand, Come carie me to war against the Gods, That thus inuie the health of Tamburlaine, Ah good my Lord, leaue these iinpatient words, Which ad much danger to your malladie. Why shal I sit and languish in this paine, No, strike the drums, and in reuenge of this, Come let vs chardge our speares and pierce his breast, Whose shoulders beare the Axis of the world, That if I perish, heauen and earth may fade, theridamas, haste to the court of Ioue, Will him to send Apollo hether straight, To cure me, or Ile fetch him downe my selfe.