The Courageous Turk, or Amurath the First · chunk 19 of 30
Goffe, Thomas · published 1632 · first performed or written 1619 [Feb 24] (Annals) tragedy · at University unassigned nearest T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so · 468 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
Now (Lords) who'll dance A Turkish measure? Ladies our nerves are shrunk; And you now fix the sign of age on me, You who have blood still flowing in your veins, Be nimble as an Hart: Caper to the Sphaeres! O you are light, that wrnt the weight of years! And health to our Bride and her father! O (Nobles) would this wine were Christians blood, But that it would Frenetic humours breed, And so infect our brains with Superstition! Auspicious fortunes to great Amurath! To open more springs unto this full tide of joy, Know (potent Emperor) I from Europe bring Six daughters of six several Kings, Whose Cities we have equalled to the ground; And of their Palaces did torches make, To light their souls through the black Cave of death (Acheron) Describe (good Captain) how the dogs were wearied. So weary were they to endure to endure our swords, That by impetuous mutiny themselves, Turned on each other; slew their Masters; children's own hands, tore out their father's throats. And each one strove who should be slaughtered first; Here did a brother pash out a Brother's brains, Some in stinking Quagmires, and deep Lakes (Which they had made t'avoid their excrements) Ran quick, and in the lake lay buried. (Goon Executioner of our most just wrath!) Nor did it leave till death itself was weary: Murder grew faint, and each succeeding day, showed us the slaughter of the day before. Amongst carcases and funerals we stood, Denying those that lived such Ceremonies As in their Temples to the Indian Gods, With prayers and vows they daily offered: Nor destiny, nor cruelty ere left, Till they had nothing to work upon; For, of so many souls that breathed These six are all remained: which as a Pledge Of my best service to your Majesty. I here am bold to yield an offer. Nor shall this present be unrecompensed; For thy true service, on thee I'll bestow All the rich gifts, which all these Asian Lords Brought to adore these happy Nuptials, On you fair Bride great Princess and our Daughter Do we bestow these Virgins (daughters to Kings) For your attendence. We are too much bound unto our Princely Father! No (Daughter) no! we hope thou art the spring, From whence shall flow to all the world a King. (Captaines and Lords, to morrow we must meet, To think of our rebelliious son in Law) Be this time all for comfort and delight, Short wedding days make it seem long to night. Here set we down our miserable load, O Cobelitz with whom is't that we fight? With Lydian Lions, and Hyrcanian Bears; Which grind us daily in their ravenous teeth? The Tyrant (as it were destructions Engineer) Help Nature to destroy the world's frame quickly,
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Now (Lords) who'le dance A Turkish measure? Ladies our nerves are shrunke; And you now fixe the signe of age on me, You who have bloud still flowing in your veynes, Be nimble as an Hart: Caper to the phaeres! O you are light, that wrnt the weight of yeares! And health to our Bride and her father! O (Nobles) would this wine were Christians blood, But that it would Phrenetique humours breed, And so infect our baines with Superstition! Auspitious fortunes to great Amurath! To ope more springs unto this full tide of joy, Know (potent Emperor) I from Europe bring Sixe daughters of sixe severall Kings, Whose Cities we have equall'd to the ground; And of their Pallaces did torches make, To light their soules through the blacke Cave of death (Acherō ) Describe (good Captaine) how the dogs were wearied. So weary were they to indure to indure our swords, That by impetuous mutiny themselves, Turn'd on each other; slew their Maisters; Childrens own hands, tore out their fathers throats. And each one strove who should be laughtered first; Here did a brother pash out a Brothers braines, Some in stinking Quagmires, and deepe Lakes (Which they had made t'avoyd their excrements) Ran quicke, and in the lake lay buried. (Goon Executioner of our most just wrath!) Nor did it leave till death it selfe was weary▪ Murder grew faint, and each succeeding day, Shewed us the slaughter of the day before. 'Mongst carkasses and funerals we stood, Denying those that liv'd such Ceremonies As i their Temples to the Indian Gods, With prayers and vowes they dayly offred: Nor destiny, nor cruelty ere left, Till they had nothing to worke upon; For, of so many soules that breath'd These sixe are all remain'd: which as a Pledge Of my best service to your Majesty. I here am bold to yeeld an offer. Nor shall this present b unrecompenced; For thy true service, on thee e bestow All the rich guifts, which all these Asian Lords Bought to adore these happy Nuptials, On you faire Bride great Princesse and our Daughter Doe we bestow thee Virgins (daughters to Kings) For your attendnce. We are too much bound unto our Princely Father▪ No (Daughter) no! we hope thou art the spring, From whence shall flow to all the world a King▪ Captaines and Lords▪ to morrow we must meet, To thinke of our rebelliious sonne in Law) Be this time all for comfort and delight, Short wedding dayes make it seeme long to night. Here set we downe our miserable load, O with whom is't that we fight? With Lydia Lyons, and Hyrcania Beares; Which grinde us dayly in their ravenous teth? The Tyrant (as it were destuctions Enginere) Helpe Nature to destroy the worlds frame quickly,