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SCENE VII. - Christopher Marlowe, The Works of Christopher Marlowe vol. 1 [1590]

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The Works of Christopher Marlowe, ed. A.H. Bullen (London: John C. Nimmo, 1885). Vol. 1.

Part of: The Works of Christopher Marlowe, 3 vols.

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SCENE VII.

Alarms.A battle; enterCosroe, wounded,Therida-mas, Tamburlaine, Techelles, Usumcasane, with others.

Cos.

  • Barbarous and bloody Tamburlaine,
  • Thus to deprive me of my crown and life!
  • Treacherous and false Theridamas,
  • Even at the morning of my happy state,
  • Scarce being seated in my royal throne,
  • To work my downfall and untimely end!
  • An uncouth pain torments my grievéd soul,
  • And death arrests the organ of my voice,
  • Who, entering at the breach thy sword hath made,
  • Sacks every vein and artier1 of my heart—

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  • Bloody and insatiate Tamburlaine!

Tamb.

  • The thirst of reign and sweetness of a crown
  • That caused the eldest son of heavenly Ops,
  • To thrust his doting father from his chair,
  • And place himself in the empyreal heaven,
  • Moved me to manage arms against thy state.
  • What better precedent than mighty Jove?
  • Nature that framed us of four elements,
  • Warring within our breasts for regiment,
  • Doth teach us all to have aspiring minds:

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  • Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend
  • The wondrous architecture of the world,
  • And measure every wandering planet's course,
  • Still climbing after knowledge infinite,
  • And always moving as the restless spheres,
  • Wills us to wear ourselves, and never rest,
  • Until we reach the ripest fruit of all,
  • That perfect bliss and sole felicity,
  • The sweet fruition of an earthly crown.

Ther.

  • And that made me to join with Tamburlaine:

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  • For he is gross and like the massy earth,
  • That moves not upwards, nor by princely deeds
  • Doth mean to soar above the highest sort.

Tech.

  • And that made us the friends of Tamburlaine,
  • To lift our swords against the Persian king.
  • Usum, For as when Jove did thrust old Saturn down,
  • Neptune and Dis gained each of them a crown,
  • So do we hope to reign in Asia,
  • If Tamburlaine be placed in Persia.

Cos.

  • The strangest men that ever nature made!

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  • I know not how to take their tyrannies.
  • My bloodless body waxeth chill and cold,
  • And with my blood my life slides through my wound;
  • My soul begins to take her flight to hell,
  • And summons all my senses to depart.—
  • The heat and moisture, which did feed each other,
  • For want of nourishment to feed them both,
  • Is dry and cold; and now doth ghastly death,
  • With greedy talents1 gripe my bleeding heart,
  • And like a harpy tires1 on my life.

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  • Theridamas and Tamburlaine, I die:
  • And fearful vengeance light upon you both!
  • [COSROE dies.Tamburlainetakes the crown and puts it on.

Tamb.

  • Not all the curses which the2 furies breathe,
  • Shall make me leave so rich a prize as this.
  • Theridamas, Techelles, and the rest,
  • Who think you now is king of Persia?

All.

  • Tamburlaine! Tamburlaine!

Tamil.

  • Though Mars himself, the angry god of arms,
  • And all the earthly potentates conspire
  • To dispossess me of this diadem,

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  • Yet will I wear it in despite of them,
  • As great commander of this eastern world,
  • If you but say that Tamburlaine shall reign.

All.

  • Long live Tamburlaine and reign in Asia!

Tamb.

  • So now it is more surer on my head,
  • Than if the gods had held a Parliament,
  • And all pronounced me king of Persia.
  • [Exeunt.

ACT THE THIRD.

[1]Dyce quotes several instances of this form of the word “artery.”

[1]“Talon” was not unfrequently spelt “talent” Cf. Love's Labour's Lost, iv. 2—”If a talent be a claw.”—Pistol's “Let vultures gnpe thy guts,” may be, as Steevens suggested, a parody of this passage.

[1]Preys.

[2]So 410.—8vo. “thy.”