tamburlaine the great (first part)(帖木耳大帝1)-第12章
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ATTENDANTS。 Hath Bajazeth been fed to…day？
ATTEND。 Ay； my lord。
TAMBURLAINE。 Bring him forth； and let us know if the town be
ransacked。 ＇Exeunt ATTENDANTS。＇
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Enter TECHELLES； THERIDAMAS； USUMCASANE； and others。
TECHELLES。 The town is ours； my lord； and fresh supply Of
conquest and of spoil is offer'd us。
TAMBURLAINE。 That's well； Techelles。 What's the news？
TECHELLES。 The Soldan and the Arabian king together March on us
with such eager violence As if there were no way but one with
us。
TAMBURLAINE。 No more there is not； I warrant thee； Techelles。
ATTENDANTS bring in BAJAZETH in his cage； followed by
ZABINA。 Exeunt ATTENDANTS。
THERIDAMAS。 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。
TAMBURLAINE。 That will we chiefly see unto； Theridamas； 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
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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…
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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
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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 maintains his mighty arm That fights for honour to
adorn your head。
Enter PHILEMUS。
ZENOCRATE。 What other heavy news now brings Philemus？
PHILEMUS。 Madam； your father； and the Arabian king； The first
affecter of your excellence； Come now； as Turnus 'gainst Aeneas did；
Armed with lance into the Aegyptian fields； Ready for battle 'gainst
my lord the king。
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ZENOCRATE。 Now shame and duty； love and fear present A thousand
sorrows to my martyr'd soul。 Whom should I wish t
