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_ ACT II - SCENE II
[Enter MYCETES, MEANDER, with other LORDS; and SOLDIERS.]
MYCETES.
Come, my Meander, let us to this gear.
I tell you true, my heart is swoln with wrath
On this same thievish villain Tamburlaine,
And of [73] that false Cosroe, my traitorous brother.
Would it not grieve a king to be so abus'd,
And have a thousand horsemen ta'en away?
And, which is worse, [74] to have his diadem
Sought for by such scald knaves as love him not?
I think it would: well, then, by heavens I swear,
Aurora shall not peep out of her doors,
But I will have Cosroe by the head,
And kill proud Tamburlaine with point of sword.
Tell you the rest, Meander: I have said.
[Footnote 73: of] i.e. on.]
[Footnote 74: worse] So the 8vo.--The 4to "worst."]
MEANDER.
Then, having pass'd Armenian deserts now,
And pitch'd our tents under the Georgian hills,
Whose tops are cover'd with Tartarian thieves,
That lie in ambush, waiting for a prey,
What should we do but bid them battle straight,
And rid the world of those detested troops?
Lest, if we let them linger here a while,
They gather strength by power of fresh supplies.
This country swarms with vile outragious men
That live by rapine and by lawless spoil,
Fit soldiers for the [75] wicked Tamburlaine;
And he that could with gifts and promises
Inveigle him that led a thousand horse,
And make him false his faith unto his [76] king,
Will quickly win such as be [77] like himself.
Therefore cheer up your minds; prepare to fight:
He that can take or slaughter Tamburlaine,
Shall rule the province of Albania;
Who brings that traitor's head, Theridamas,
Shall have a government in Media,
Beside [78] the spoil of him and all his train:
But, if Cosroe (as our spials say,
And as we know) remains with Tamburlaine,
His highness' pleasure is that he should live,
And be reclaim'd with princely lenity.
[Enter a SPY.]
[Footnote 75: the] So the 8vo.--The 4to "that."]
[Footnote 76: his] So the 8vo.--The 4to "the."]
[Footnote 77: be] So the 8vo.--The 4to "are."]
[Footnote 78: Beside] So the 8vo.--The 4to "Besides."]
SPY.
An hundred horsemen of my company,
Scouting abroad upon these champion [79] plains,
Have view'd the army of the Scythians;
Which make report it far exceeds the king's.
[Footnote 79: champion] i.e. champaign.]
MEANDER.
Suppose they be in number infinite,
Yet being void of martial discipline,
All running headlong, greedy after [80] spoils,
And more regarding gain than victory,
Like to the cruel brothers of the earth,
Sprung [81] of the teeth of [82] dragons venomous,
Their careless swords shall lance [83] their fellows' throats,
And make us triumph in their overthrow.
[Footnote 80: greedy after] Old eds. "after greedie."]
[Footnote 81: Sprung] Here, and in the next speech, both the old eds. "Sprong": but in p. 18, l. 3, first col., the 4to has "sprung", and in the SEC. PART of the play, act iv. sc. 4, they both give "SPRUNG from a tyrants loynes."
[Page 18, First Column, Line 3, This Play:
"For he was never sprung[118: of human race,"]
[Footnote 82: teeth of] So the 8vo.--Omitted in the 4to.]
[Footnote 83: lance] Here both the old eds. "lanch": but see note ||, p. 11.(i.e. note 47.)]
MYCETES.
Was there such brethren, sweet Meander, say,
That sprung of teeth of dragons venomous?
MEANDER.
So poets say, my lord.
MYCETES.
And 'tis a pretty toy to be a poet.
Well, well, Meander, thou art deeply read;
And having thee, I have a jewel sure.
Go on, my lord, and give your charge, I say;
Thy wit will make us conquerors to-day.
MEANDER.
Then, noble soldiers, to entrap these thieves
That live confounded in disorder'd troops,
If wealth or riches may prevail with them,
We have our camels laden all with gold,
Which you that be but common soldiers
Shall fling in every corner of the field;
And, while the base-born Tartars take it up,
You, fighting more for honour than for gold,
Shall massacre those greedy-minded slaves;
And, when their scatter'd army is subdu'd,
And you march on their slaughter'd carcasses,
Share equally the gold that bought their lives,
And live like gentlemen in Persia.
Strike up the [84] drum, and march courageously:
Fortune herself doth sit upon our crests.
[Footnote 84: the] So the 8vo.--0mitted in the 4to.]
MYCETES.
He tells you true, my masters; so he does.--
Drums, why sound ye not when Meander speaks?
[Exeunt, drums sounding.] _
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