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For sweet Zenocrate; whose worthiness

Deserves a conquest over every heart。

And now; my footstool; if I lose the field;

You hope of liberty and restitution?

Here let him stay; my masters; from the tents;

Till we have made us ready for the field。

Pray for us; Bajazeth; we are going。

     'Exeunt all except BAJAZETH and ZABINA。'



BAJAZETH。 Go; never to return with victory!

Millions of men encompass thee about;

And gore thy body with as many wounds!

Sharp forked arrows light upon thy horse!

Furies from the black Cocytus' lake;

Break up the earth; and with their fire…brands

Enforce thee run upon the baneful pikes!

Vollies of shot pierce through thy charmed skin;

And every bullet dipt in poison'd drugs!

Or roaring cannons sever all thy joints;

Making thee mount as high as eagles soar!



ZABINA。 Let all the swords and lances in the field

Stick in his breast as in their proper rooms!

At every pore let blood come dropping forth;

That lingering pains may massacre his heart;

And madness send his damned soul to hell!



BAJAZETH。 Ah; fair Zabina! we may curse his power;

The heavens may frown; the earth for anger quake;

But such a star hath influence in his sword

As rules the skies and countermands the gods

More than Cimmerian Styx or Destiny:

And then shall we in this detested guise;

With shame; with hunger; and with horror stay;

Griping our bowels with retorqued thoughts;

And have no hope to end our ecstasies。



ZABINA。 Then is there left no Mahomet; no God;

No fiend; no fortune; nor no hope of end

To our infamous; monstrous slaveries。

Gape; earth; and let the fiends infernal view

A hell as hopeless and as full of fear

As are the blasted banks of Erebus;

Where shaking ghosts with ever…howling groans

Hover about the ugly ferryman;

To get a passage to Elysium!

Why should we live?O; wretches; beggars; slaves!

Why live we; Bajazeth; and build up nests

So high within the region of the air;

By living long in this oppression;

That all the world will see and laugh to scorn

The former triumphs of our mightiness

In this obscure infernal servitude?



BAJAZETH。 O life; more loathsome to my vexed thoughts

Than noisome parbreak of the Stygian snakes;

Which fills the nooks of hell with standing air;

Infecting all the ghosts with cureless griefs!

O dreary engines of my loathed sight;

That see my crown; my honour; and my name

Thrust under yoke and thraldom of a thief;

Why feed ye still on day's accursed beams;

And sink not quite into my tortur'd soul?

You see my wife; my queen; and emperess;

Brought up and propped by the hand of Fame;

Queen of fifteen contributory queens;

Now thrown to rooms of black abjection;

Smeared with blots of basest drudgery;

And villainess to shame; disdain; and misery。

Accursed Bajazeth; whose words of ruth;

That would with pity cheer Zabina's heart;

And make our souls resolve in ceaseless tears;

Sharp hunger bites upon and gripes the root

From whence the issues of my thoughts do break!

O poor Zabina!  O my queen; my queen!

Fetch me some water for my burning breast;

To cool and comfort me with longer date;

That; in the shorten'd sequel of my life;

I may pour forth my soul into thine arms

With words of love; whose moaning intercourse

Hath hitherto been stay'd with wrath and hate

Of our expressless bann'd inflictions。



ZABINA。 Sweet Bajazeth; I will prolong thy life

As long as any blood or spark of breath

Can quench or cool the torments of my grief。

     'Exit。'



BAJAZETH。 Now; Bajazeth; abridge thy baneful days;

And beat the brains out of thy conquer'd head;

Since other means are all forbidden me;

That may be ministers of my decay。

O highest lamp of ever…living Jove;

Accursed day; infected with my griefs;

Hide now thy stained face in endless night;

And shut the windows of the lightsome heavens!

Let ugly Darkness with her rusty coach;

Engirt with tempests; wrapt in pitchy clouds;

Smother the earth with never…fading mists;

And let her horses from their nostrils breathe

Rebellious winds and dreadful thunder…claps;

That in this terror Tamburlaine may live;

And my pin'd soul; resolv'd in liquid air;

May still excruciate his tormented thoughts!

Then let the stony dart of senseless cold

Pierce through the centre of my wither'd heart;

And make a passage for my loathed life!

     'He brains himself against the cage。'



     Re…enter ZABINA。



ZABINA。 What do mine eyes behold? my husband dead!

His skull all riven in twain! his brains dash'd out;

The brains of Bajazeth; my lord and sovereign!

O Bajazeth; my husband and my lord!

O Bajazeth!  O Turk!  O emperor!

Give him his liquor? not I。  Bring milk and fire; and my blood

I bring him again。Tear me in piecesgive me the sword

with a ball of wild…fire upon it。Down with him! down with

him!Go to my child; away; away; away! ah; save that infant!

save him; save him!I; even I; speak to her。The sun was

downstreamers white; red; blackHere; here; here!Fling the

meat in his faceTamburlaine; Tamburlaine!Let the soldiers be

buried。Hell; death; Tamburlaine; hell!Make ready my

coach; my chair; my jewels。I come; I come; I come!

     'She runs against the cage; and brains herself。'



     Enter ZENOCRATE with ANIPPE。



ZENOCRATE。 Wretched Zenocrate! that liv'st to see

Damascus' walls dy'd with Egyptians' blood;

Thy father's subjects and thy countrymen;

The streets strow'd with dissever'd joints of men;

And wounded bodies gasping yet for life;

But most accurs'd; to see the sun…bright troop

Of heavenly virgins and unspotted maids

(Whose looks might make the angry god of arms

To break his sword and mildly treat of love)

On horsemen's lances to be hoisted up;

And guiltlessly endure a cruel death;

For every fell and stout Tartarian steed;

That stamp'd on others with their thundering hoofs;

When all their riders charg'd their quivering spears;

Began to check the ground and rein themselves;

Gazing upon the beauty of their looks。

Ah; Tamburlaine; wert thou the cause of this;

That term'st Zenocrate thy dearest love?

Whose lives were dearer to Zenocrate

Than her own life; or aught save thine own love。

But see; another bloody spectacle!

Ah; wretched eyes; the enemies of my heart;

How are ye glutted with these grievous objects;

And tell my soul more tales of bleeding ruth!

See; see; Anippe; if they breathe or no。



ANIPPE。 No breath; nor sense; nor motion; in them both:

Ah; madam; this their slavery hath enforc'd;

And ruthless cruelty of Tamburlaine!



ZENOCRATE。 Earth; cast up fountains from thy entrails;

And wet thy cheeks for their untimely deaths;

Shake with their weight in sign of fear and grief!

Blush; heaven; that gave them honour at their birth;

And let them die a death so barbarous!

Those that are proud of fickle empery

And place their chiefest good in earthly pomp;

Behold the Turk and his great emperess!

Ah; Tamburlaine my love; sweet Tamburlaine;

That fight'st for sceptres and for slippery crowns;

Behold the Turk and his great emperess!

Thou that; in conduct of thy happy stars;

Sleep'st every night with conquest on thy brows;

And yet wouldst shun the wavering turns of war;

In fear and feeling of the like distress

Behold the Turk and his great emperess!

Ah; mighty Jove and holy Mahomet;

Pardon my love!  O; pardon his contempt

Of earthly fortune and respect of pity;

And let not conquest; ruthlessly pursu'd;

Be equally against his life incens'd

In this great Turk and hapless emperess!

And pardon me that was not mov'd with ruth

To see them live so long in misery!

Ah; what may chance to thee; Zenocrate?



ANIPPE。 Madam; content yourself; and be resolv'd

Your love hath Fortune so at his command;

That she shall stay; and turn her wheel no more;

As long as life m

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