| 1 | 0–61 | 441 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.73 | THe general welcomes Tamburlaine received, When he arrived last upon our stage, Hath made our Poet pen his sec… |
| 2 | 62–125 | 458 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.71 | Viceroy of Byron, wisely hast thou said: My realm, the Centre of our Empery Once lost, All Turkey would be ove… |
| 3 | 126–188 | 466 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.65 | And we from Europe to the same intent, Which if your General refuse or scorn, Our Tents are pitched, our men s… |
| 4 | 189–248 | 465 | unassigned | | By Cario runs. No talk of running, I tell you sir. A little further, gentle Almeda. Well sir, what of this? By… |
| 5 | 249–307 | 472 | unassigned | | even straight: and farewell cursed Tamburlaine. Now go I to revenge my father's death. NOw bright zenocrate, t… |
| 6 | 308–367 | 465 | unassigned | | These words assure me boy, thou art my son, When I am old and cannot manage arms, Be thou the scourge and terr… |
| 7 | 368–434 | 506 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.69 | Under my colours march ten thousand Greeks And of Argier and Africa's frontier towns, Twice twenty thousand va… |
| 8 | 435–501 | 481 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.64 | They shall Casane, and 'tis time i'faith. And I have marched along the river Nise To Machda, where the mighty … |
| 9 | 502–570 | 492 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.68 | But calls not then your Grace to memory The league we lately made with king Orcanes, Confirmed by oath and Art… |
| 10 | 571–634 | 478 | unassigned | | Hell and confusion light upon their heads, That with such treason seek our overthrow, And cares so little for … |
| 11 | 635–705 | 508 | unassigned | | Yet in my thoughts shall Christ be honoured, Not doing Mahomet an injury, Whose power had share in this our vi… |
| 12 | 706–767 | 467 | unassigned | | Live still my Lord, O let my sovereign live, And sooner let the fiery Element Dissolve, and make your kingdom … |
| 13 | 768–823 | 480 | unassigned | | Ah good my Lord be patient, she is dead, And all this raging cannot make her live, If words might serve, our v… |
| 14 | 824–889 | 470 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.78 | I have a hundred thousand men in arms, Some, that in conquest of the perjured Christian. Being a handful to a … |
| 15 | 890–957 | 513 | unassigned | | And here the picture of zenocrate, To show her beauty, which the world admired, Sweet picture of divine Zenocr… |
| 16 | 958–1023 | 516 | unassigned | | My Lord, but this is dangerous to be done, We may be slain or wounded ere we learn. Villain, art thou the son … |
| 17 | 1024–1089 | 504 | T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea | 0.68 | THus have we marched Northward from Tamburlaine, Unto the frontier point of Soria: And this is Balsera their c… |
| 18 | 1090–1153 | 500 | T1 Death, grief and revenge | 0.73 | A deadly bullet gliding through my side, Lies heavy on my heart, I cannot live. I feel my liver pierced and al… |
| 19 | 1154–1221 | 497 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.77 | Take pity of a lady's ruthful tears, That humbly craves upon her knees to stay, And cast her body in the burni… |
| 20 | 1222–1287 | 513 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.82 | Of Sorians from Halla is repaired And neighbour cities of your highness land, Ten thousand horse, and thirty t… |
| 21 | 1288–1340 | 508 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.74 | Well sirs, diet yourselves, you know I shall have occasion shortly to journey you. See father, how Almeda the … |
| 22 | 1341–1399 | 512 | unassigned | | Call forth our lazy brother from the tent, For if my father miss him in the field, Wrath kindled in the furnac… |
| 23 | 1400–1464 | 515 | unassigned | | Such a fear (my Lord) would never make ye retire. I would my father would let me be put in the front of such a… |
| 24 | 1465–1534 | 510 | unassigned | | Thou showest the difference twixt ourselves and thee. In this thy barbarous damned tyranny. Thy victories are … |
| 25 | 1535–1592 | 454 | unassigned | | Distressed Olympia, whose weeping eyes Since thy arrival here beheld no Sun, But closed within the compass of … |
| 26 | 1593–1657 | 505 | T3 Sickness, physic and doctors | 0.72 | An ointment which a cunning alchemist Distilled from the purest Balsamum, And simplest extracts of all Mineral… |
| 27 | 1658–1720 | 467 | unassigned | | Let me have coach my Lord, that I may ride, And thus be drawn with these two idle kings. Thy youth for bids su… |
| 28 | 1721–1784 | 473 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.78 | And now themselves shall make our Pageant, And common soldiers jest with all their trulls, Let them take pleas… |
| 29 | 1785–1847 | 471 | unassigned | | What faintness should dismay our courages, When we are thus defenced against our Foe, And have no terror but h… |
| 30 | 1848–1910 | 493 | unassigned | | Go bind the villain, he shall hang in chains, Upon the ruins of this conquered town, Sirrah, the view of our v… |
| 31 | 1911–1975 | 490 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.81 | Bridle them, and let me to my coach. See now my Lord how brave the Captain hangs. 'tis brave indeed my boy, we… |
| 32 | 1976–2043 | 492 | T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so | 0.84 | ay, good my Lord, let us in haste to Persia, And let this Captain be removed the walls, To some high hill abou… |
| 33 | 2044–2106 | 488 | T36 Hell, Furies and the language of punishm | 0.79 | Weep heavens, and vanish into liquid tears Fall stars that govern his nativity, And summon all the shining lam… |
| 34 | 2107–2163 | 469 | unassigned | | Sit still my gracious Lord, this grief will cease, And cannot last, it is so violent. Not last techelles, no, … |
| 35 | 2164–2225 | 473 | unassigned | | Give me a Map, then let me see how much Is left for me to conquer all the world, That these my boys may finish… |
| 36 | 2226–2294 | 515 | unassigned | | With what a flinty bosom should I joy. The breath of life, and burden of my soul, If not resolved into resolve… |