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Enter ZenOCRATE with ANIPPE. ZENO. Wretched Zenocrate! that liv'st to see Damascus' walls dy'd with Egyptian,* blood, Thy father's subjects and thy countrymen ; Thet streets strow'd with dissever'd joints of men, And wounded bodies gasping yet for life; But most accurs’d, to see the sun-bright troop Of heavenly virgins and unspotted maids (Whose looks might make the angry god of arms To break his sword and mildly treat of love) On horsemen’s lances to be hoisted up, And guiltlessly endure a cruel death; For every fell and stout Tartarian steed, That stamp'd on others with their thundering hoofs, When all their riders charg'd their quivering spears, Began to check the ground and rein themselves, Gazing upon the beauty of their looks. O Tamburlaine, wert thou the cause of this, That term'st Zenocrate thy dearest love? Whose lives were dearer to Zenocrate Than her own life, or aught save thine own love. But see, another bloody spectacle ! Ah, wretched eyes, the enemies of my heart, How are ye glutted with these grievous objects, And tell my soul more tales of bleeding ruth!See, see, Anippe, if they breathe or no.
ANIP. No breath, nor sense, nor motion, in them
both: Ah, madam, this their slavery hath enforc'd, And ruthless cruelty of Tamburlaine !
· Zeno. Earth, cast up fountains from thy* entrails, And wet thy cheeks for their untimely deaths ; Shake with their weight in sign of fear and grief ! Blush, Heaven, that gave them honour at their birth, And let them die a death so barbarous ! Those that are proud of fickle empery And place their chiefest good in earthly pomp, Behold the Turk and his great emperess! " Ah, Tamburlaine my love, sweet Tamburlaine, That fight'st for sceptres and for slippery crowns, Behold the Turk and his great emperess! Thou that, in conduct of thy happy stars, Sleep’st every night with conquest on thy brows, And yet would'st shun the wavering turns of war, In fear and feeling of the like distress Behold the Turk and his great emperess! Ah, mighty Jove and holy Mahomet, Pardon my love! oh, pardon his contempt Of earthly fortune and respect of pity; And let not conquest, ruthlessly pursu'd, Be equally against his life incens'd In this great Turk and hapless emperess ! And pardon me that was not mov'd with ruth To see them live so long in misery!
* thy) So the 8vo.-The 4to“ thine.”
Ah, what may chance to thee, Zenocrate?
ANIP. Madam, content yourself, and be resolv’d Your love hath Fortune so at his command, That she shall stay and turn her wheel no more, As long as life maintains his mighty arm That fights for honour to adorn your head.
Enter Philemus. Zeno. What other heavy news now brings Phile
mus? Phil. Madam, your father, and the Arabian king The first affecter of your excellence, Come* now, as Turnus 'gainst Æneas did, Armed + with lance into the Ægyptian fields, Ready for battle 'gainst my lord the king. Zeno. Now shame and duty, love and fear pre
sent i A thousand sorrows to my martyr'd soul. Whom should I wish the fatal victory, When my poor pleasures are divided thus, And rack'd by duty from my cursèd heart? My father and my first-betrothèd love Must fight against my life and present love; Wherein the change I use condemns my faith, And makes my deeds infàmous through the world : But, as the gods, to end the Trojans' toil,
Prevented Turnus of Lavinia,
[They sound to the battle within ; and Tam
burlaine enjoys the victory : after which, the
KING OF ARABIAT enters wounded.
Zeno. Too dear a witness for such love, my lord ! Behold Zenocrate, the cursed object Whose fortunes never mastered her griefs ;
* final] So the 4to.—The 8vo “ small." + King of Arabia] i. e. Alcidamus; see p. 22. 1. 18. # thy] So the 4to.— The 8vo“ my.”
Behold her wounded in conceit* for thee,
Re-enter TAMBURLAINE, leading the SOLDAN;
TECHELLES, THERIDAMAS, with others. Tamb. Come, happy father of Zenocrate, A title higher than thy Soldan's name. Though my right hand have + thus enthralled thee, Thy princely daughter here shall set thee free; She that hath calm’d the fury of my sword,
* conceit] i. e. fancy. + have) So the 8vo.- The 4to“ hath.”