Then shalt thou see this Scythian Tamburlaine, 100 What saith Theridamas ? Ther. Go on for me. SCENE VI. [Exeunt. Enter COSROE, Meander, Ortygius, Menaphon, with other Soldiers. Cos. What means this devilish shepherd to aspire With such a giantly presumption To cast up hills against the face of heaven, Meand. Some powers divine, or else infernal, mixed Their angry seeds at his conception; For he was never sprong of human race, 1 Old copies "his." 10 Orgy. What god or fent or spo Let us put on our meet encountering i Con. Konly respived my goot Cana Ressive, I hope we are rembet Vowing our owes it equal seat and le. Let's coeer our siden i encome an SCENE VII. Alarms. A battle; enter COSROE, wounded, TheRIDAMAS, TAMBURLAINE, TECHELLES, USUMCASANE, with others. Cos. Barbarous and bloody Tamburlaine, Bloody and insatiate Tamburlaine ! Tamb. The thirst of reign and sweetness of a crown That caused the eldest son of heavenly Ops, To thrust his doting father from his chair, And place himself in the empyreal heaven, Moved me to manage arms against thy state. What better precedent than mighty Jove? Nature that framed us of four elements, Warring within our breasts for regiment, Doth teach us all to have aspiring minds: Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend The wondrous architecture of the world, 1 Dyce quotes several instances of this form of the word "artery." ΤΟ 20 And measure every wandering planet's course, The sweet fruition of an earthly crown. Ther. And that made me to join with Tamburlaine: 30 For he is gross and like the massy earth, That moves not upwards, nor by princely deeds Doth mean to soar above the highest sort. Tech. And that made us the friends of Tamburlaine, To lift our swords against the Persian king. Usum. For as when Jove did thrust old Saturn down, Neptune and Dis gained each of them a crown, So do we hope to reign in Asia, -If Tamburlaine be placed in Persia. Cos. The strangest men that ever nature made! I know not how to take their tyrannies. My bloodless body waxeth chill and cold, And with my blood my life slides through my wound; My soul begins to take her flight to hell, And summons all my senses to depart. The heat and moisture, which did feed each other, 40 1 "Talon" was not unfrequently spelt "talent." Cf. Love's Labour's Lost, iv, a :-"If a talent be a claw."-Pistol's "Let vultures gripe thy guts," may be, as Steevens suggested, a parody of this passage. |