Front Page Titles (by Subject) SCENE II. - The Works of Christopher Marlowe vol. 1
SCENE II. - Christopher Marlowe, The Works of Christopher Marlowe vol. 1 
The Works of Christopher Marlowe, ed. A.H. Bullen (London: John C. Nimmo, 1885). Vol. 1.
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EnterZenocrate, Agydas, Anippe, with others.
- Madam Zenocrate, may I presume
- To know the cause of these unquiet fits,
- That work such trouble to your wonted rest?
- ’Tis more than pity such a heavenly face
- Should by heart's sorrow wax so wan and pale,
- When your offensive rape by Tamburlaine,
- (Which of your whole displeasures should be most,)
- Hath seemed to be digested long ago.
- Although it be digested long ago,
- As his exceeding favours have deserved,
- And might content the Queen of Heaven, as well
- As it hath changed my first conceived disdain,
- Yet since a farther passion feeds my thoughts
- With ceaseless and disconsolate conceits,
- Which dyes my looks so lifeless as they are,
- And might, if my extremes had full events,
- Make me the ghastly counterfeit of death.
- Eternal heaven sooner be dissolved,
- And all that pierceth Phcebus’ silver eye,
- Before such hap fall to Zenocrate!
- Ah, life and soul, still hover in his breast
- And leave my body senseless as the earth.
- Or else unite you to his life and soul,
- That I may live and die with Tamburlaine!
Enter behindTamburlaine, Techelles,and others.
- With Tamburlaine! Ah, fair Zenocrate,
- Let not a man so vile and barbarous,
- That holds you from your father in despite,
- And keeps you from the honours of a queen,
- (Being supposed his worthless concubine,)
- Be honoured with your love but for necessity.
- So, now the mighty soldan hears of you,
- Your highness needs not doubt but in short time
- He will with Tamburlaine's destruction
- Redeem you from this deadly servitude.
- [Agydas] leave to wound me with these words,
- And speak of Tamburlaine as he deserves.
- The entertainment we have had of him
- Is far from villany or servitude,
- And might in noble minds be counted princely.
- How can you fancy one that looks so fierce,
- Only disposed to martial stratagems?
- Who, when he shall embrace you in his arms,
- Will tell you how many thousand men he slew;
- And when you look for amorous discourse,
- Will rattle forth his facts of war and blood,
- Too harsh a subject for your dainty ears.
- As looks the Sun through Nilus’ flowing stream.
- Or when the Morning holds him in her arms,
- So looks my lordly love, fair Tamburlaine;
- His talk much sweeter than the Muses’ song
- They sung for honour ‘gainst Pierides;
- Or when Minerva did with Neptune strive:
- And higher would I rear my estimate
- Than Juno, sister to the highest god,
- If I were matched with mighty Tamburlaine.
- Yet be not so inconstant in your love;
- But let the young Arabian live in hope
- After your rescue to enjoy his choice.
- You see though first the king of Persia,
- Being a shepherd, seemed to love you much,
- Now in his majesty he leaves those looks,
- Those words of favour, and those comfortings,
- And gives no more than common courtesies.
- Thence rise the tears that so distain my cheeks Fearing his love through my unworthiness. —
[Tamburlainegoes to her and takes her away lovingly by the band, looking wrathfully on AGYDAS, and says nothing. Exeunt all butAgydas.
- Betrayed by fortune and suspicious love,
- Threatened with frowning wrath and jealousy,
- Surprised with fear of hideous revenge,
- I stand aghast; but most astonied
- To see his choler shut in secret thoughts,
- And wrapt in silence of his angry soul.
- Upon his brows was pourtrayed ugly death;
- And in his eyes the furies of his heart
- That shine as comets, menacing revenge,
- And casts a pale complexion on his cheeks.
- As when the seaman sees the Hyades
- Gather an army of Cimmerian clouds,
- (Auster and Aquilon with winged steeds,
- All sweating, tilt about the watery heavens,
- With shivering spears enforcing thunder claps,
- And from their shields strike flames of lightening,)
- All-fearful folds his sails and sounds the main,
- Lifting his prayers to the Heavens for aid
- Against the terror of the winds and waves,
- So fares Agydas for the late-felt frowns,
- That sent a tempest to my daunted thoughts,
- And make my soul divine her overthrow.
EnterUsumcasaneandTechelleswith a naked dagger.
- See you, Agydas, how the king salutes you?
- He bids you prophesy what it imports.
- I prophesied before, and now I prove
- The killing frowns of jealousy and love.
- He needed not with words confirm my fear,
- For words are vain where working tools present
- The naked action of my threatened end:
- It says, Agydas, thou shalt surely die,
- And of extremities elect the least;
- More honour and less pain it may procure
- To die by this resolved hand of thine,
- Than stay the torments he and Heaven have sworn.
- Then haste, Agydas, and prevent the plagues
- Which thy prolonged fates may draw on thee.
- Go, wander, free from fear of tyrant's rage,
- Removed from the torments and the hell,
- Wherewith he may excruciate thy soul,
- And let Agydas by Agydas die,
- And with this stab slumber eternally.
- Stabs himself.
- Usumcasane, see, how right the man Hath hit the meaning of my lord, the king.
- ‘Faith, and Techelles, it was manly done;
- And since he was so wise and honourable,
- Let us afford him now the bearing hence,
- And crave his triple-worthy burial.
- Agreed, Casane; we will honour him.
- [Excunt bearing out the body.