Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
Your adversary doth attend your will, This haughty city humbled hath her crest, And therefore go to pardon, or to kill, To save, or sack, even as you shall think best. Abstract for old Croesus I am else resolved, He with some captives which I keep in store, Shall have their bodies by the fire dissolved, As offrands to the Gods that I adore. This city shall my soldiers pains defray, Since by their force it hath been brought to bow, I yield it unto them as their just pray, Who taste the sweetness of their travels now. Of other things we shall so well dispose, That our renown o'er all the world shall shine, Till Cyrus' name b'a terror to all those, I That dare against his Sovereignty repine. AH to what part shall I my steps address, The burden of base bondage to eschew? Lo, desolation, ruin, and distress, With horror doth my native home pursue. And now poor country take my last farewell, Farewell all joy, all comfort, all delight: What heavy tidings hast thou for to tell, That tearest thy garments thus, tell thy sad plight? I tell the wrack of us, and all that live Within the circuit of this wretched soil. A hideous shout we heard the City give, Is't in th'enemies' hands, is't made his spoil? It's made his spoil. And is our Sovereign killed? No, but yet nearly scaped doth live in danger. Then let our ears be with disasters filled, And must we bear the yoke of that proud stranger? You know how Croesus at th'advantage lay, Still seeking means t'abate the Persians pride, And his confederates had assigned a day When they should for th'intended war provide. But Cyrus having heard how that they should Against his state so great an army bring, Straight raising all the forces that he could, Prevents, invades, o'ercomes and takes our King. This shows a Captain both expert and brave, First well t'advise, then t'execute with speed: No circumstance (friend) unrelated leave, Which with our Kings did our confusion breed. When Croesus saw that Cyrus came so soon, He stood awhile with a distracted mind, Yet what time would permit, left nought undone, But made his Musters, marched his Foe to find. Our stately Troops that glistered all with gold, And with umbrageous Feathers fanned the air, They with unwary insolence grown bold, More how to triumph, than to o'ercome, took care. The Lydian Horsemen are of great account, And are for valour through the world renowned, Them Cyrus' chiefly laboured to surmount, And this device for that effect was found. Untrussing all their baggage by the way, Of the disburdened Camels each did bear A grim-faced Groom, who did himself array Even as the Persian Horsemen use to wear. To them th'infantry did follow next, A solid Squadron like a brazen wall, But those in whom all confidence was fixed, The brave Cavalry came last of all.
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Your aduerſarie doth attend your will, This hautie citie humbled hath her creſt, And therefore go to pardon, or to kill, To ſaue, or ſack, euen as you ſhall thinke beſt. Abstract for old Croeſus I am elſe reſolu'd, He with ſome captiues which I keep in ſtore, Shall haue their bodies by the fire diſſolu'd, As offrands to the Gods that I adore. This citie ſhall my ſouldiers paines defray, Since by their force it hath been brought to bow, I yeeld it vnto them as their iuſt pray, Who taſte the ſweetnes of their trauels now. Of other things we ſhall ſo well diſpoſe, That our renowne o're all the world ſhall ſhine, Till Cyrus name b'a terrour to all thoſe, I That dare againſt his Sou'raigntie repine. AH to what part ſhall I my ſteps addreſſe, The burden of baſe bondage to eſchue? Lo, deſolation, ruine, and diſtreſſe, With horrour doth my natiue home purſue. And now poore countrey take my laſt farewell, Farewell all ioy, all comfort, all delight: What heauie tidings haſt thou for to tell, That tear'ſt thy garments thus, tell thy ſad plight? I tell the wrack of vs, and all that liue Within the circuit of this wretched ſoyle. A hideous ſhout we heard the Citie giue, Is't in th'enemies hands, is't made his ſpoyle? It's made his ſpoyle. And is our Sou'raigne kild? No, but yet neerely ſcapt doth liue in danger. Then let our eares be with diſaſters fild, And muſt we beare the yoke of that prowd ſtranger? You know how Croeſus at th'aduantage lay, Still ſeeking meanes t'abate the Perſians pride, And his confederates had aſſign'd a day When they ſhould for th'intended warre prouide. But Cyrus hauing heard how that they ſhould Againſt his ſtate ſo great an armie bring, Straight raiſing all the forces that he could, Preuents, inuades, o'recomes and takes our King. This ſhews a Captaine both expert and braue, Fiſt well t'aduiſe, then t'execute with ſpeede: No circumſtance (friend) vnrelated leaue, Which with our Kings did our confuſion breed. When Croeſus ſaw that Cyrus came ſo ſoone, He ſtood awhile with a diſtracted minde, Yet what time would permit, left nought vndone, But made his Muſters, march'd his Foe to find. Our ſtately Troupes that gliſterd all with gold, And with vmbragious Feathers fann'd the ayre, They with vnwarie inſolence growne bold, More how to triumph, then to o'recome, tooke care. The Lidian Horſemen are of great account, And are for valour through the world renownd, Them Cyrus chiefly labourd to ſurmount, And this deuiſe for that effect was found. Vntruſſing all their baggage by the way, Of the disburthen'd Camels each did beare A grim-fac'd Groome, who did himſelfe array Euen as the Perſian Horſemen vſe to weare. To them th'Infanterie did follow next, A ſolide Squadron like a braſen wall, But thoſe in whom all confidence was fixt, The braue Cauallerie came laſt of all.