TECHELLES

And mighty Tamburlaine, our earthly God, Whose looks make this inferior world to quake, I here present thee with the crown of Fesse, And with and host of Moors trainde to the war, Whose coalblack faces make their foes retire, And quake for fear, as if infernal Jove Meaning to aid them in this Turkish arms, Should pierce the black 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. Then let us bring our light Artillery, Minions, Fauknets, and Sakars 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 not? Trumpets and drums, alarm presently, And soldiers play the men, the holds is yours. It bravely done, and Like a soldiers wife, Thou shalt with us to Tamburlaine the great, Who when he hears how resolute thou Wertenberg, Will match thee with a viceroy or a king. Madam, sooner shall fire consume us both, Then scorch a face so beautiful as this. In frame of which, Nature hath showed more skill, Than when she Gam e eternal Chaos form, Drawing from it the shining Lamps of heaven. No Madam, but the beginning of your joy, Come willingly, therefore. I smile to think, how when this field is fought, And rich Natoliam ours, our men shall sweat With caring pearl and treasure on their backs, Let us not be idle then my Lord, But presently be pressed to conquer it. Yield foolish Governor, we offer more Than ever yet we did to such proud slaves, As durst resist us till our third days siege: Thou seest us pressed to give the last assault, And that shall bide no more regard of parley. What shall be done with their wives and chil dren my Lord. I have fulfilled your highness will, my Lord, Thousands of men drowned in Asphal is Lake, Have made the water swell abore the banks, And fish feed by human carcases, Amazed, swim up and down upon the waves, As when they swallow Assafitida, Which makes them fleet aloft and gasp for air, What is it dares distemper Tamburlain ? Oh then you Powers that sway eternal seats, And guide this massy substance of the earth, If you retain desert of holiness, As your supreme estates instruct our thoughts, Be not iuconstant, careless of your fame, Bear not the burden of your enemies joys, Triumphing in his fallen whom you aduaimst, But as his birth, life, health and majesty Were strangely blessed and governed by heaven, So honour heaven till heaven dissolved be, His birth, his life, his health and majesty. Fit still my gracious Lord, this grief will cease, And cannot last, it is so violent. Then let some God oppose his holy power, Against the wrath and tyranny of death, That his tear-thirsty and unquenched hate, May be upon himself reverberate. And I have marched along the river Nise To Machda, where the mighty Christian Priest Called John the great, sits in a milkwhite robe, Whose triple Mitre I did take by force, And made him swear obedience to my crown. From thence unto Cazates did I march, Where Amazonians met me in the field: With whom (being women) I vouchsafed a league, And with my power did march to zansibar The Western partly of Africa, where I viewed. The Ethiopian sea, rivers and Lake's: But neither man nor child in all the land: Therefore I took my course to Manico. Where unresisted I removed my camp: And by the coast of Byather at last, I came to Cubar, where the Negroes dwell, And conquering that, made haste to Nubia, There having sacked Borno the Kingly seat, I took the king, and led him bound in chains Unto Damasco, where I stayed before. Nay Captain, thou art weary of thy life, If thou withstand the friends of Tamburlain. 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 issue forth, but they shall die: And therefore Captain, yield it quietly. 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. Nay, we will break the hedges of their mouths And pull their kicking colts out of their pastures, I will about it straight, come Soldiers.