eating.

THERIDAMAS. Dost thou think that Mahomet will suffer this?

TECHELLES. 'Tis like he will, when he cannot let [230] it.

TAMBURLAINE. Go to; fall to your meat. What, not a bit!--Belike
he hath not been watered to-day: give him some drink.

[They give BAJAZETH water to drink, and he flings it on
the ground.]

Fast, and welcome, sir, while [231] hunger make you eat.--How now,
Zenocrate! doth not the Turk and his wife make a goodly show at a
banquet?

ZENOCRATE. Yes, my lord.

THERIDAMAS.
Methinks 'tis a great deal better than a consort [232] of music.

TAMBURLAINE. Yet music would do well to cheer up Zenocrate.
Pray thee, tell why art thou so sad? if thou wilt have a song,
the Turk shall strain his voice: but why is it?

ZENOCRATE. My lord, to see my father's town besieg'd,
The country wasted where myself was born,
How can it but afflict my very soul?
If any love remain in you, my lord,
Or if my love unto your majesty
May merit favour at your highness' hands,
Then raise your siege from fair Damascus' walls,
And with my father take a friendly truce.

TAMBURLAINE. Zenocrate, were Egypt Jove's own land,
Yet would I with my sword make Jove to stoop.
I will confute those blind geographers
That make a triple region in the world,
Excluding regions which I mean to trace,
And with this pen [233] reduce them to a map,
Calling the provinces, cities, and towns,
After my name and thine, Zenocrate:
Here at Damascus will I make the point
That shall begin the perpendicular:
And wouldst thou have me buy thy father's love
With such a loss? tell me, Zenocrate.

ZENOCRATE. Honour still wait on happy Tamburlaine!
Yet give me leave to plead for him, my lord.

TAMBURLAINE. Content thyself: his person shall be safe,
And all the friends of fair Zenocrate,
If with their lives they will be pleas'd to yield,
Or may be forc'd to make me emperor;
For Egypt and Arabia must be mine.--
Feed, you slave; thou mayst think thyself happy to be fed from
my trencher.

BAJAZETH. My empty stomach, full of idle heat,
Draws bloody humours from my feeble parts,
Preserving life by hastening [234] cruel death.
My veins are pale; my sinews hard and dry;
My joints benumb'd; unless