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SCENE III. - 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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EnterTechelles, Theridamas, and their train.
- Thus have we marched northward from Tamburlaine,
- Unto the frontier point of Syria;
- And this is Balsora, their chiefest hold,
- Wherein is all the treasure of the land.
- Then let us bring our light artillery,
- Minions, falc'nets, and sakers, to the trench,
- Filling the ditches with the walls' wide breach,
- And enter in to seize upon the gold.
- How say you, soldiers? shall we [or] not?
- Yes, my lord, yes; come, let's about it.
- But stay awhile; summon a parle, drum.
- It may be they will yield it quietly,
- Knowing two kings, the friends to Tamburlaine,
- Stand at the walls with such a mighty power.
- A parle sounded.—Captainappears on the walls, withOlympiahis Wife, and Son.
- What require you, my masters?
- Captain, that thou yield up thy hold to us.
- To you! Why, do you think me weary of it?
- Nay, captain, thou art weary of thy life,
- If thou withstand the friends of Tamburlaine!
- These pioners of Argier in Africa,
- Even in the cannon's face, shall raise a hill
- Of earth and faggots higher than the fort,
- And over thy argins and covered ways
- Shall play upon the bulwarks of thy hold
- Volleys of ordnance, till the breach be made
- That with his ruin fills up all the trench,
- And when we enter in, not heaven itself
- Shall ransom thee, thy wife, and family.
- Captain, these Moors shall cut the leaden pipes,
- That bring fresh water to thy men and thee,
- And lie in trench before thy castle walls,
- That no supply of victual shall come in,
- Nor [any] issue forth but they shall die;
- And, therefore, captain, “yield it quietly.
- Were you, that are the friends of Tamburlaine,
- Brothers of holy Mahomet himself,
- I would not yield it; therefore do your worst:
- Raise mounts, batter, intrench, and undermine,
- Cut off the water, all convoys that can,
- Yet I am resolute, and so farewell.
- [Captain, Olympia, and their Son retire from the walls.
- Pioners, away! and where I stuck the stake,
- Intrench with those dimensions I prescribed.
- Cast up the earth towards the castle wall,
- Which, till it may defend you, labour low,
- And few or none shall perish by their shot.
- We will, my lord.
- [Exeunt Pioners.
- A hundred horse shall scout about the plains
- To spy what force comes to relieve the hold.
- Both we, Theridamas, will entrench our men,
- And with the Jacob's staff measure the height
- And distance of the castle from the trench,
- That we may know if our artillery
- Will carry full point-blank unto their walls.
- Then see the bringing of our ordnance
- Along the trench into the battery,
- Where we will have gabions of six feet broad
- To save our cannoniers from musket shot.
- Betwixt which shall our ordnance thunder forth,
- And with the breach's fall, smoke, fire, and dust,
- The crack, the echo, and the soldier's cry,
- Make deaf the ear and dim the crystal sky.
- Trumpets and drums, alarum presently;
- And, soldiers, play the men; the hold is yours.