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The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Act: 5 Scene: 1

Yeeld foolish Governour, we offer more

Than ever yet we did to such proud slaves,

As durst resist us till our third daies siege:

Thou seest us prest to give the last assault,

And that shal bide no more regard of parlie.

What shal be done with their wives and children my Lord.

I will about it straight, come Souldiers.

I have fulfil'd your highnes wil, my Lord,

Thousands of men drown'd in Asphaltis Lake,

Have made the water swell above the bankes,

And fishes fed by humaine carkasses,

Amasde, swim up and downe upon the waves,

As when they swallow Assafatida,

Which makes them fleet aloft and gaspe for aire.

What is it dares distemper Tamburlain?