The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Tamburlaine Part 2

Act: 1 Scene: 3
Techelles
And mighty Tamburlaine, our earthly God,
Whose lookes make this inferiour world to quake,
I here present thee with the crowne of Fesse,
And with an hoste of Moores trainde to the war,
Whose coleblacke faces make their foes retire,
And quake for feare, as if infernall Jove
Meaning to aid thee in this Turkish armes,
Should pierce the blacke circumference of hell,
With ugly Furies bearing fiery flags,
And millions of his strong tormenting spirits:
From strong Tesella unto Biledull,
All Barbary is unpeopled for thy sake.
Techelles
And I have martch'd along the river Nile ,
To Machda, where the mighty Christian Priest
Caltd John the great, sits in a milk-white robe,
Whose triple Myter I did take by force,
And made him sweare obedience to my crowne.
From thence unto Cazates did I martch,
Wher Amazonians met me in the field:
With whom (being women) I vouchsaft a league,
And with my power did march to Zansibar ,
The Westerne part of Affrike, where I view'd
The Ethiopian sea, rivers and lakes:
But neither man nor child in al the land:
Therfore I tooke my course to Manico :
Where unresisted I remoov'd my campe.
And by the coast of Byather at last,
I came to Cubar, where the Negros dwell,
And conquering that, made haste to Nubia,
There having sacks Borno the Kingly seat,
I took the king, and lead him bound in chaines
Unto Damasco, where I staid before.