Calepinus Cyricelibes, otherwise Cybelius, son and successive heire to the late mighty Emperour Bajazeth, by the aid of God and his friend Mahomet, Emperour of Natolia, Jerusalem, Trebizon, Soria , Amasia, Thracia, Illyrie, Carmonia and al the hundred and thirty Kingdomes late contributory to his mighty father. Long live Callepinus, Emperour of Turky .

I have a hundred thousand men in armes,

Some, that in conquest of the perjur'd Christian,

Being a handfull to a mighty hoste,

Thinke them in number yet sufficient,

To drinke the river Nile or Euphrates,

And for their power, ynow to win the world.

Our battaile then in martiall maner pitcht,

According to our ancient use, shall beare

The figure of the semi-circled Moone:

Whose homes shall sprinkle through the tainted aire,

The poisoned braines of this proud Scythian.

Now, he that cals himself the scourge of Jove,

The Emperour of the world, and earthly God,

Shal end the warlike progresse he intends,

And traveile hedlong to the lake of hell:

Where legions of devils (knowing he must die

Here in Natolie, by your highnesse hands)

All brandishing their brands of quenchlesse fire,

Streching their monstrous pawes, grin with their teeth,

And guard the gates to entertaine his soule.

So from Arabia desert, and the bounds

Of that sweet land, whose brave Metropolis

Reedified the faire Semyramis,

Came forty thousand warlike foot and horse,

Since last we numbred to your Majesty.

Now thou art fearfull of thy armies strength,

Thou wouldst with overmatch of person fight,

But Shepheards issue, base borne Tamburlaine,

Thinke of thy end, this sword shall lance thy throat.

But Tamburlaine, first thou shalt kneele to us

And humbly crave a pardon for thy life.

What, take it man.

So he shal, and weare thy head in his Scutchion.

No, we wil meet thee slavish Tamburlain.