The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Tamburlaine Part 1


Act: 4 Scene: 3
Renowmed Souldane, have ye lately heard
The overthrow of mightie Bajazeth,
About the confines of Bythinia?
The slaverie wherewith he persecutes
The noble Turke and his great Emperesse?
Let griefe and furie hasten on revenge,
Let Tamburlaine for his offences feele
Such plagues as heaven and we can poure on him.
I long to breake my speare upon his crest,
And proove the weight of his victorious arme:
For Fame I feare hath bene too prodigall,
In sounding through the world his partiall praise.
My mind presageth fortunate successe,
And Tamburlaine, my spirit doth foresee
The utter ruine of thy men and thee.