With them Arabia, too, hath left his life:
All sights of power to grace my victory;
And such are objects fit for Tamburlaine,
Wherein, as in a mirror, may be seen
His honour, that consists in shedding blood
When men presume to manage arms with him.
SOLDAN. Mighty hath God and Mahomet made thy hand,
Renowmed [310] Tamburlaine, to whom all kings
Of force must yield their crowns and emperies;
And I am pleas'd with this my overthrow,
If, as beseems a person of thy state,
Thou hast with honour us'd Zenocrate.
TAMBURLAINE. Her state and person want no pomp, you see;
And for all blot of foul inchastity,
I record [311] heaven, her heavenly self is clear:
Then let me find no further time [312] to grace
Her princely temples with the Persian crown;
But here these kings that on my fortunes wait,
And have been crown'd for proved worthiness
Even by this hand that shall establish them,
Shall now, adjoining all their hands with mine,
Invest her here the [313] Queen of Persia
What saith the noble Soldan, and Zenocrate?
SOLDAN. I yield with thanks and protestations
Of endless honour to thee for her love.
TAMBURLAINE. Then doubt I not [314] but fair Zenocrate
Will soon consent to satisfy us both.
ZENOCRATE. Else [315] should I much forget myself, my lord.
THERIDAMAS. Then let us set the crown upon her head,
That long hath linger'd for so high a seat.
TECHELLES. My hand is ready to perform the deed;
For now her marriage-time shall work us rest.
USUMCASANE. And here's the crown, my lord; help set it on. [316]
TAMBURLAINE. Then sit thou down, divine Zenocrate;
And here we crown thee Queen of Persia,
And all the kingdoms and dominions
That late the power of Tamburlaine subdu'd.
As Juno, when the giants were suppress'd,
That darted mountains at her brother Jove,
So looks my love, shadowing in her brows
Triumphs and trophies for my victories;
Or as Latona's daughter, bent to arms,
Adding more courage to my conquering mind.
To gratify the[e], sweet Zenocrate,
Egyptians, Moors, and men of Asia,
From Barbary unto the Western India,
Shall pay a yearly tribute to thy sire;
And from the bounds of Afric to the banks
Of Ganges shall his mighty arm extend.--
And now, my lords and lov
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