AN. Aye, my lord. TAMB. Bring him forth; and let us know if the town be ransack'd. [Exit An. Enter TECHELLES, THERIDAMAS, USUMCASANE, and others. TECH. The town is our's, my lord, and fresh supply Of conquest and of spoil is offered us. TAMB. That's well, Techelles ;-what's the news? TECH. The Soldan and the Arabian king together March on us with such eager violence, As if there were no way but one with us. TAMB. No more there is not, I warrant thee, Techelles. BAJAZET and ZABINA, are brought in. THER. We know the victory is ours, my lord; But let us save the reverend Soldan's life, For fair Zenocrate that so laments his state. TAMB. That will we chiefly see unto, Theridamas, For sweet Zenocrate, whose worthiness Deserves a conquest over ev'ry 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, Bajazet; we are going. [Exeunt Tamburlaine, Techelles, Usumcasane, and Persians. BAZ. 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! Break up the earth, and with their fire-brands, ZAB. Let all the swords and lances in the field BAJ. Ah, fair Zabina! we may curse his power; And then shall we in this detested guise, ZAB. Then is there left no Mahomet, no God, As are the blasted banks of Erebus, . Live is here substituted for die in the 8vo. and aye in the 4to. 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, Bajazet, 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? BAJ. O life, more loathsome to my vexed thoughts That see my crown, my honour, and my name O poor Zabina! O my queen! my queen! That in the shorten'd sequel of my life ZAB. Sweet Bajazet! I will prolong thy life, [She goes out. BAJ. Now, Bajazet, abridge thy baneful days, band, in both the 8vo. and to. Pierce through the centre of my wither'd heart, And make a passage for my loathed life! [He brains himself against the cage. Enter ZA BINA. ZAB. What do mine eyes behold? my husband dead! His skull all riv'n in twain! his brains dash'd out, O Bajazet! O Turk! O Emperor! Give him his liquor? not I. Bring milk and fire, and my blood I bring him again.-Tear me in pieces, and give 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 down.-Streamers white, red, black-here, here, here!-Fling the meat in his face, Tamburlaine.Tamburlaine !-Let the soldiers be cursed.-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. ZENO. Wretched Zenocrate ! that liv'st to see |