Greene, Robert · published 1599 · first performed or written 1587 [1587-1588] (Annals) romance · Queen Elizabeth's Men (?) T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so typicality 0.80 · 479 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
As you do will, we jointly will obey. Princes of Turkey, and Ambassadors Of Amurack, to mighty Mahomet, I needs must muse, that you which erst have been The readiest soldiers of the triple world, Are now become so slack in your affairs, As when you should with bloody blade in hand, Be hacking helms in thickest of your foes, You stand still loitering in the Turkish soil. What know you not, how that it is decreed, By all the gods, and chiefly by myself. That you with triumph should all Crowned be: Make haste Kings, lest when the fates do see, How carelessly you do neglect their words, They call a Counsel, and force Mahomet Against his will some other thing to set. Send Fabius back to Amurack again, To haste him forwards in his enterprise: And march you on with all the troops you have, To Naples ward, to conquer Aragon. For if you stay, both you and all your men, Must needs be sent down straight to limbo den. Muse not brave kings at Mahomet's discourse, For mark what he forth of that mouth doth say, Assure yourself it needs must happen so. Therefore make haste, go mount you on your steeds, And set upon Alphonsus presently. So shall you reap great honour for your pain: And scape the scourge, which else the Fates ordain. Then proud Alphonsus, look thou to thy Crown, Belinus comes in glittering armour clad, All ready priest for to revenge the wrong Which not long since, you offered unto him. And since we have God Mahound on our side: The victory must needs to us betide. Worthy Belinus, set such threats away, And let us haste as fast as horse can trot, To set upon presumptuous Aragon. You Fabius, hast as Mahound did command, To Amurack, with all the speed you may. With willing mind I hasten on my way. And thinking long till that we be in fight, Belinus hastes to quail Alphonsus might. No sooner had God Phoebus brightsome beams Both Milan land, and all the parts thereof. Why then I doubt not but you can resolve Me of a question that I shall demand. I that I can, whatever that it be. Then to be brief, not twenty winters past When these my limbs which withered are with age, Were in the prime and spring of all their youth, I still desirous as young gallants be, To see the fashions of Arabia, My native soil, and in this pilgrim's weed, Began to travel through unkenned lands, Much ground I passed, and many soils I saw, But when my feet in Milan land I set, Such sumptuous triumphs daily there I saw, As never in my life I found the like. I pray good sir, what might the occasion be: That made the Millains make such mirth and glee?
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As you do will, we oyntly will obey. Princes of Turkie, and Embassadors Of Amuracke, to mightie Mahomet, I needs must muse, that you which est haue bene The readiest souldiers of the triple world, Are now become so slacke in your affaires, As when you should with bloudie blade in hand, Be hacking he mes in thickest of your foes, You stand still loytering in the Turkish soyle. What know you not, how that it is decreed, By all the gods, and chiefly by my selfe That you with triumph should all Crowned bee: Make haste Kings, least when the fates do see, How carlesly you do neglect their words, They call a Counsell, and force Mahomet Against his will some other thing to set. Send Fabius backe to Amuracke againe, To haste him forwards in his enterprise: And march you on with all the troupes you haue, To Naples ward, to conquer Aragon. For if you stay, both you and all your men, Must needs be sent downe straight to Lymbo den. Muse not braue kings at Mahomets discourse, For marke what he forth of that mouth doth say, Assure your selfe it needs must happen so. Therefore make hast, go mount you on your steeds, And set vpon Alphonsus presently. So shall you reape great honor for your paine: And scape the scourge, which els the Fates ordaine. Then proud Alphonsus, looke thou to thy Crowne, Belinus comes in glittring armor clad, All readie prest for to reuenge the wrong Which not long since, you offred vnto him. And since we haue God Mahound on our side: The victorie must needs to vs betide. Worthie Belinus, set such threats away, And let vs haste as fast as horse can trot, To set vpon presumptuous Aragon. You Fabius, hast as Mahound did commaund, To Amuracke, with all the speed you may. With willing mind I hasten on my way. And thinking long till that we be in fight, Belinus hastes to quaile Alphonsus might. No sooner had God Pbus brightsome beames Both Millaine land, and all the parts thereof. Why then I doubt not but you can resolue Me of a question that I shall demaund. I that I can, what euer that it be. Then to be briefe, not twentie winters past When these my lims which withered are with age, Were in the prime and spring of all their youth, I still desirous as voong gallants be, To see the fashions of Arabia, My natiue soyle, and in this pilgrims weed, Began to trauell through vnkenned lands, Much ground I past, and many soyles I saw, But when my feete in Millain land I set, Such sumptuous triumphs daily there I saw, As neuer in my life I found the like. I pray good sir, what might the occasion bee: That made the Millains make such mirth and glee?