From one that knew not what a king should do,
To one that can command what 'longs thereto.
And now we will to fair Persepolis,

With twenty thousand expert soldiers.
The lords and captains of my brother's camp
With little slaughter take Meander's course,
And gladly yield them to my gracious rule.
Ortygius and Menaphon, my trusty friends,
Now will I gratify your former good,

And grace your calling with a greater sway.

Orty. And as we ever aimed 1 at your behoof, And sought your state all honour it 2 deserved, So will we with our powers and our 3 lives Endeavour to preserve and prosper it.

Cos. I will not thank thee, sweet Ortygius ;
Better replies shall prove my purposes.

And now, Lord Tamburlaine, my brother's camp
I leave to thee and to Theridamas,

To follow me to fair Persepolis.

Then will we march to all those Indian mines,
My witless brother to the Christians lost,
And ransom them with fame and usury.
And till thou overtake me, Tamburlaine,
(Staying to order all the scattered troops,)
Farewell, lord regent and his happy friends!
I long to sit upon my brother's throne.

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1 So 4to.-8vo. "and."

2 So 4to.-8vo. "is."
3 So 4to.-Omitted in 8vo.

Meand. Your majesty shall shortly have your wish, And ride in triumph through Persepolis.

[All go out but TAMB., TECH., THER., and USUM. Tamb. "And ride in triumph through Persepolis!" 50 Is it not brave to be a king, Techelles?

Usumcasane and Theridamas,

Is it not passing brave to be a king,

"And ride in triumph through Persepolis?"
Tech. O, my lord, 'tis sweet and full of pomp.
Usum. To be a king is half to be a god.
Ther. A god is not so glorious as a king.
I think the pleasure they enjoy in heaven,
Cannot compare with kingly joys in earth.—
To wear a crown enchased with pearl and gold,
Whose virtues carry with it life and death;1
To ask and have, command and be obeyed;
When looks breed love, with looks to gain the prize,
Such power attractive shines in princes' eyes!

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Tamb. Why say, Theridamas, wilt thou be a king? Ther. Nay, though I praise it, I can live without it. Tamb. What say my other friends? Will you be kings?

Tech. I, if I could, with all my heart, my lord. Tamb. Why, that's well said, Techelles; so would I, And so would you, my masters, would you not?

1 Broughton compares 3 Henry VI., i. 2:—

"Father, do but think

How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown,
Within whose circuit is Elizium

And all that poets feign of bliss and joy."

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Usum. What then, my lord?

Tamb. Why then, Casane,1 shall we wish for aught The world affords in greatest novelty,

And rest attemptless, faint, and destitute?

Methinks we should not: I am strongly moved,

That if I should desire the Persian crown,

I could attain it with a wondrous ease.
And would not all our soldiers soon consent,

If we should aim at such a dignity?

Ther. I know they would with our persuasions.

Tamb. Why then, Theridamas, I'll first assay
To get the Persian kingdom to myself;'

Then thou for Parthia; they for Scythia and Media;
And, if I prosper, all shall be as sure

As if the Turk, the Pope, Afric, and Greece,

Came creeping to us with their crowns apiece.2
Tech. Then shall we send to this triumphing king,
And bid him battle for his novel crown?

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Usum. Nay, quickly then, before his room be hot. Tamb. 'Twill prove a pretty jest, in faith, my friends. 90 Ther. A jest to charge on twenty thousand men !

I judge the purchase 3 more important far.

Tamb. Judge by thyself, Theridamas, not me ; For presently Techelles here shall haste

To bid him battle ere he pass too far,

And lose more labour than the game will quite.

3 "Purchase" is often found as a cant word for "thieving, filching." Here it seems to mean an "expedition in search of plunder."

Then shalt thou see this Scythian Tamburlaine,
Make but a jest to win the Persian crown.
Techelles, take a thousand horse with thee,
And bid him turn him 1 back to war with us,
That only made him king to make us sport.
We will not steal upon him cowardly,
But give him warning and more warriors.
Haste, thee, Techelles, we will follow thee.
What saith Theridamas?

Ther. Go on for me.

SCENE VI.

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[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,
And dare the force of angry Jupiter?
But as he thrust them underneath the hills,
And pressed out fire from their burning jaws,
So will I send this monstrous slave to hell,
Where flames shall ever feed upon his soul."

Meand. Some powers divine, or else infernal, mixed Their angry seeds at his conception;

For he was never sprong of human race,
Since with the spirit of his fearful pride,
He dare so doubtlessly resolve of rule,
And by profession be ambitious.

1 Old copies "his."

Orty. What god, or fiend, or spirit of the earth,

Or monster turnèd to a manly shape,

Or of what mould or mettle he be made,
What star or state soever govern him,
Let us put on our meet encountering minds;
And in detesting such a devilish chief,
In love of honour and defence of right,
Be armed against the hate of such a foe,
Whether from earth, or hell, or heaven, he grow.
Cos. Nobly resolved, my good Ortygius ;

And since we all have sucked one wholesome air,
And with the same proportion of elements
Resolve, I hope we are resembled

Vowing our loves to equal death and life.
Let's cheer our soldiers to encounter him,
That grievous image of ingratitude,
That fiery thirster after sovereignty,
And burn him in the fury of that flame,

That none can quench but blood and empery.
Resolve, my lords and loving soldiers, now

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To save your king and country from decay.

Then strike up, drum; and all the stars that make
The loathsome circle of my dated life,
Direct my weapon to his barbarous heart,
That thus opposeth him against the gods,
And scorns the powers that govern Persia!

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[Exeunt; martial music.