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Whereby the moisture of your blood is dried,

The Humidum and Calor, which some holde

Is not a parcell of the Elements,

But of a substance more diuine and pure,

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Is almost cleane extinguished and spent,

Which being the cause of life, imports your death.
Besides my Lord, this day is Criticall,

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Dangerous to those, whose Chrisis is as yours:
Your Artiers which alongst the vaines conuey
The liuely spirits which the heart ingenders
Are partcht and void of spirit, that the soule
Wanting those Organnons by which it mooues,
Can not indure by argument of art,
Yet if your maiesty may escape this day,
No doubt, but you shal soone recouer all.

Tam. Then will I comfort all my vital parts,
And liue in spight of death aboue a day.

Alarme within.

(Enter a Messenger.)

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Mess. My Lord, yong Callapine that lately fled from your maiesty, hath nowe gathered a fresh Armie, and hearing your absence in the field, offers to set vpon vs presently.

Tam. See my Phisitions now, how Ioue hath sent
A present medicine to recure my paine :
My looks shall make them flie, and might I follow,
There should not one of all the villaines power
Liue to giue offer of another fight.

Vsum. I ioy my Lord, your highnesse is so strong,
That can endure so well your royall presence,
Which onely will dismay the enemy.

Tam. I know it wil Casane: draw you slaues,

In spight of death I will goe show my face.

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Alarme, Tamb. goes in, and comes out againe with al the rest.

Thus are the villaines, cowards fled for feare,
Like Summers vapours, vanisht by the Sun,
And could I but a while pursue the field,
That Callapine should be my slaue againe.

4488 those Organnons] these organisms Rob.
Messenger add. Dyce
Dyce to Bull.

4496 vpon] on 1592

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4493 S.D. Enter a 4508 villain Rob.,

But I perceiue my martial strength is spent,
In vaine I striue and raile against those powers,
That meane t'inuest me in a higher throane,
As much too high for this disdainfull earth.
Giue me a Map, then let me see how much
Is left for me to conquer all the world,

That these my boies may finish all my wantes.
One brings a Map.

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Here I began to martch towards Persea,

Along Armenia and the Caspian sea,
And thence vnto Bythinia, where I tooke

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The Turke and his great Empresse prisoners,

Then martcht I into Egypt and Arabia,
And here not far from Alexandria,

Whereas the Terren and the red sea meet,

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Being distant lesse than ful a hundred leagues,

I meant to cut a channell to them both,
That men might quickly saile to India.
From thence to Nubia neere Borno Lake,
And so along the Ethiopian sea,
Cutting the Tropicke line of Capricorne,
I conquered all as far as Zansibar.
Then by the Northerne part of Affrica,

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I came at last to Græcia, and from thence

To Asia, where I stay against my will,

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Which is from Scythia, where I first began,

Backeward and forwards nere fiue thousand leagues.

Looke here my boies, see what a world of ground

Lies westward from the midst of Cancers line,

Vnto the rising of this earthly globe,

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Whereas the Sun declining from our sight,

Begins the day with our Antypodes:

And shall I die, and this vnconquered?

Loe here my sonnes, are all the golden Mines,
Inestimable drugs and precious stones,
More worth than Asia, and the world beside,
And from th' Antartique Pole, Eastward behold
As much more land, which neuer was descried,
Wherein are rockes of Pearle, that shine as bright
As all the Lamps that beautifie the Sky,
And shal I die, and this vnconquered?

4519 to] my Ellis 4540 this] the 1606, Rob.

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Here louely boies, what death forbids my life,
That let your liues commaund in spight of death.
Amy. Alas my Lord, how should our bleeding harts
Wounded and broken with your Highnesse griefe,
Retaine a thought of ioy, or sparke of life?

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Your soul giues essence to our wretched subiects,

Whose matter is incorporoat in your flesh.

Cel. Your paines do pierce our soules, no hope suruiues,

For by your life we entertaine our liues.

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Tam. But sons, this subiect not of force enough,

To hold the fiery spirit it containes,

Must part, imparting his impressions,

By equall portions into both your breasts:

My flesh deuided in your precious shapes,
Shal still retaine my spirit, though I die,
And liue in all your seedes immortally:
Then now remooue me, that I may resigne
My place and proper tytle to my sonne:

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First take my Scourge and my imperiall Crowne,
And mount my royall chariot of estate,

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That I may see thee crown'd before I die.

Help me (my Lords) to make my last remooue.

Ther. A woful change my Lord, that daunts our thoughts,

More than the ruine of our proper soules.

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Tam. Sit vp my sonne, let me see how well

Thou wilt become thy fathers maiestie.

They crowne him.

Ami. With what a flinty bosome should I ioy

If not resolu'd into resolued paines,

My bodies mortified lineaments

The breath of life, and burthen of my soule,

Should exercise the motions of my heart,
Pierc'd with the ioy of any dignity?

O father, if the vnrelenting eares

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Of death and hell be shut against my praiers,
And that the spightfull influence of heauen
Denie my soule fruition of her ioy,

How should I step or stir my hatefull feete,
Against the inward powers of my heart,

4557 subiects] substance conj. Coll.
conj. Coll. 4564 into] vito 1606, Rob.

4576 let] and let Rob. etc. 4583 Piec'd conj. Coll.

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4561 subiect] substance 4567 your] our 1606 4581 lineaments] laments 1606, Rob.

Nor bar thy mind that magnanimitie,

Leading a life that onely striues to die,

And plead in vaine, vnpleasing souerainty.

Tam. Let not thy loue exceed thyne honor sonne,

That nobly must admit necessity :

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Sit vp my boy, and with those silken raines,

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Bridle the steeled stomackes of those Iades.

Ther. My Lord, you must obey his maiesty,

Since Fate commands, and proud necessity.

Amy. Heauens witnes me, with what a broken hart And damned spirit I ascend this seat,

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And send my soule before my father die,

His anguish and his burning agony.

Tam. Now fetch the hearse of faire Zenocrate,

Let it be plac'd by this my fatall chaire,

And serue as parcell of my funerall.

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Cas. Then feeles your maiesty no soueraigne ease,

Nor may our hearts all drown'd in teares of blood,

Ioy any hope of your recouery?

Tamb. Casane no, the Monarke of the earth,

And eielesse Monster that torments my soule,

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Cannot behold the teares ye shed for me,

And therefore stil augments his cruelty.

Tech. Then let some God oppose his holy power,

Against the wrath and tyranny of death,

That his teare-thyrsty and vnquenched hate

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May be vpon himselfe reuerberate.

They bring in the hearse.

Tam. Now eies, inioy your latest benefite, And when my soule hath vertue of your sight, Pierce through the coffin and the sheet of gold, And glut your longings with a heauen of ioy.

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So, raigne my sonne, scourge and controlle those slaues Guiding thy chariot with thy Fathers hand.

As precious is the charge thou vndertak'st

As that which Clymenes brainsicke sonne did guide,

When wandring Phabes Iuory cheeks were scortcht 4625
And all the earth like Ætna breathing fire:

Be warn'd by him, then learne with awfull eie
To sway a throane as dangerous as his :
For if thy body thriue not full of thoughtes

4595 those] these 1606, Rob. to Cunn. Rob. to Cunn.

1606, Rob.

4624 Clymenes] Clymeus 1590, 1606

4596 those] these 1606, 4625 Phœbus

As pure and fiery as Phyteus beames,

The nature of these proud rebelling Iades

Wil take occasion by the slenderest haire,

And draw thee peecemeale like Hyppolitus,

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Through rocks more steepe and sharp than Caspian cliftes. The nature of thy chariot wil not beare

A guide of baser temper than my selfe,

More then heauens coach, the pride of Phaeton
Farewel my boies, my dearest friends, farewel,
My body feeles, my soule dooth weepe to see
Your sweet desires depriu'd my company,
For Tamburlaine, the Scourge of God must die.

Amy. Meet heauen & earth, & here let al things end,
For earth hath spent the pride of all her fruit,
And heauen consum'd his choisest liuing fire.
Let earth and heauen his timelesse death deplore,
For both their woorths wil equall him no more.

4633 thee] mee 1606 conj. Coll.

FINIS

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4634 cliftes] cliffs Dyce to Bull.: clefts v. iii. 4630-4646

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