The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Tamburlaine Part 1


Act: 1 Scene: 2
As princely Lions when they rouse themselves,
Stretching their pawes, and threatning heardes of Beastes,
So in his Armour looketh Tamburlaine:
Me thinks I see kings kneeling at his feet,
And he with frowning browes and fiery lookes,
Spurning their crownes from off their captive heads.
What now? In love?[Aside.]
No: cowards and fainthearted runawaies,
Looke for orations when the foe is neere.
Our swordes shall play the Orators for us.
Come let us martch.
I heare them come, shal we encounter them?
His deep affections make him passionate.
We are his friends, and if the Persean king
Should offer present Dukedomes to our state,
We thinke it losse to make exchange for that
We are assured of by our friends successe.
Welcome renowmed Persean to us all.

Act: 2 Scene: 3
With dutie and with amitie we yeeld
Our utmost service to the faire Cosroe.

Act: 2 Scene: 5
Omy Lord, tis sweet and full of pompe.
I, if I could with all my heart my Lord.
Then shall we send to this triumphing King,
And bid him battell for his novell Crowne?

Act: 2 Scene: 7
And that made us, the friends of Tamburlaine ,
To lift our swords against the Persean King.
Tamburlaine, Tamburlaine.
Long live Tamburlaine, and raigne in Asia.

Act: 3 Scene: 2
See you Agidas how the King salutes you.
He bids you prophesie what it import.
Usumcasane, see how right the man
Hath hit the meaning of my Lord the King.
Agreed Casane, we wil honor him.

Act: 3 Scene: 3
The more he brings, the greater is the spoile,
For when they perish by our warlike hands,
We meane to seate our footmen on their Steeds,
And rifle all those stately Janisars.
Puissant, renowmed and mighty Tamburlain,
Why stay we thus prolonging all their lives?
We have their crownes, their bodies strowe the fielde.

Act: 4 Scene: 2
Youmust devise some torment worsse, my Lord,
To make these captives reine their lavish tongues.

Act: 4 Scene: 4
I pray you give them leave Madam, this speech is a goodly refreshing to them.
Tis like he wil, when he cannot let it.
Tis enough for us to see them, and for Tamburlaine onely to enjoy them.

Act: 5 Scene: 1
Opitie us.
They have my Lord, and on Damascus wals
Have hoisted up their slaughtered carcases.
The town is ours my Lord, and fresh supply
Of conquest, and of spoile is offered us.
The Souldan and the Arabian king together
Martch on us withsuch eager violence,
As if there were no way but one with us.
Myhand is ready to performe the deed,
For now her mariage time shall worke us rest.