Shall so torment thee, and that Callapine, That, like a roguish runaway, suborn'd That villain there, that slave, that Turkish dog, To false his service to his sovereign, As ye shall curse the birth of Tamburlaine.
CALLAPINE.Rail not, proud Scythian: I shall now revenge My father's vile abuses and mine own.
KING OF JERUSALEM.By Mahomet, he shall be tied in chains, Rowing with Christians in a brigandine About the Grecian isles to rob and spoil, And turn him to his ancient trade again:
Methinks the slave should make a lusty thief.
CALLAPINE.Nay, when the battle ends, all we will meet, And sit in council to invent some pain That most may vex his body and his soul.
TAMBURLAINE.Sirrah Callapine, I'll hang a clog about your neck for running away again: you shall not trouble me thus to come and fetch you.--
But as for you, viceroy[s], you shall have bits, And, harness'd like my horses, draw my coach;
And, when ye stay, be lash'd with whips of wire:
I'll have you learn to feed on provender, And in a stable lie upon the planks.
ORCANES.But, Tamburlaine, first thou shalt kneel to us, And humbly crave a pardon for thy life.
KING OF TREBIZON.The common soldiers of our mighty host Shall bring thee bound unto the general's tent
KING OF SORIA.And all have jointly sworn thy cruel death, Or bind thee in eternal torments' wrath.
TAMBURLAINE.Well, sirs, diet yourselves; you know I
shall have occasion shortly to journey you.
CELEBINUS.See, father, how Almeda the jailor looks upon us!
TAMBURLAINE.Villain, traitor, damned fugitive, I'll make thee wish the earth had swallow'd thee!
See'st thou not death within my wrathful looks?
Go, villain, cast thee headlong from a rock, Or rip thy bowels, and rent out thy heart, T' appease my wrath; or else I'll torture thee, Searing thy hateful flesh with burning irons And drops of scalding lead, while all thy joints Be rack'd and beat asunder with the wheel;
For, if thou liv'st, not any element Shall shroud thee from the wrath of Tamburlaine.
CALLAPINE.Well, in despite of thee, he shall be king.--
Come, Almeda; receive this crown of me:
I here invest thee king of Ariadan, Bordering on Mare Roso, near to Mecca.
ORCANES.What! take it, man.
ALMEDA.[to Tamb.] Good my lord, let me take it.
CALLAPINE.Dost thou ask him leave? here; take it.
TAMBURLAINE.Go to, sirrah! take your crown, and make up the half dozen.So, sirrah, now you are a king, you must give arms.
ORCANES.So he shall, and wear thy head in his scutcheon.
TAMBURLAINE.No; let him hang a bunch of keys on his standard, to put him in remembrance he was a jailor, that, when I take him, I may knock out his brains with them, and lock you in the stable, when you shall come sweating from my chariot.
KING OF TREBIZON.Away! let us to the field, that the villain may be slain.
TAMBURLAINE.Sirrah, prepare whips, and bring my chariot to my tent; for, as soon as the battle is done, I'll ride in triumph through the camp.
Enter THERIDAMAS, TECHELLES, and their train.
How now, ye petty kings? lo, here are bugs
Will make the hair stand upright on your heads, And cast your crowns in slavery at their feet!--
Welcome, Theridamas and Techelles, both:
See ye this rout, and know ye this same king?
THERIDAMAS.Ay, my lord; he was Callapine's keeper.
TAMBURLAINE.Well, now ye see he is a king.Look to him, Theridamas, when we are fighting, lest he hide his crown as the foolish king of Persia did.
KING OF SORIA.No, Tamburlaine; he shall not be put to that exigent, I warrant thee.
TAMBURLAINE.You know not, sir.--
But now, my followers and my loving friends, Fight as you ever did, like conquerors, The glory of this happy day is yours.
My stern aspect shall make fair Victory, Hovering betwixt our armies, light on me, Loaden with laurel-wreaths to crown us all.
TECHELLES.I smile to think how, when this field is fought And rich Natolia ours, our men shall sweat With carrying pearl and treasure on their backs.
TAMBURLAINE.You shall be princes all, immediately.--
Come, fight, ye Turks, or yield us victory.
ORCANES.No; we will meet thee, slavish Tamburlaine.
[Exeunt severally.]
