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Provost, go carry Fabius presently
him out. Enter a SOLDIER and say:
AMU. Why, what art thou, that darest once preFor to gainsay that Amurack did bid ?
Sold. I am, my lord, the wretched'st man alive, Born underneath the planet of mishap; Erewhile a soldier of Belinus' band, But now ...
AMU. What now?
Sold. The mirror of mishap;
Amy. What news is this ! And is Belinus slain ?
FABI. Tush, tush, my lord; I wonder what you Thus to exclaim against high Mahomet. (mean, l'll lay my life, that ere this day be past, You shall perceive his tidings all be waste.
Amy. We shall perceive, accursed Fabius !
Sold. Mercy, high monarch ; 'tis no time now
[Sound drums within.
Amy. And do they come? You kings of Turkey, Now is the time in which your warlike arms Must raise your names above the starry skies. Call to your mind your predecessors' acts, Whose martial might, this many a hundred year, Did keep those fearful dogs in dread and awe, And let your weapons shew Alphonsus plain, That though that they be clapped up in clay, Yet there be branches sprung up from these trees, In Turkish land, which brook no injuries. Besides the same, remember with yourselves What foes we have ; not mighty Tamburlaine, Nor soldiers trained up amongst the wars, But fearful boors,* pick'd from their rural flock,
* boors] The 4to. “ bodies.”
Which, 'till this time, were wholly ignorant
by three lords, having over each corner a king's head, crowned ; with him, ALBINIUS, LELIUS, MILES,
with crowns on their heads, and their Soldiers. Besides the same, behold whereas our foes Are marching towards us most speedily. Courage, my lords, ours is the victory.
ALPHON. Thou Pagan dog, how dar’st thou be so To set thy foot within Alphonsus' land ? What, art thou come to view thy wretched kings, Whose traitorous heads bedeck'd my tents so well ? Or else, thou hearing that on top thereof There is a place left vacant, art thou come To have thy head possess the highest seat? If it be so, lie down, and this my sword Shall presently that honour thee afford. If not, pack hence, or by the heavens I vow, Both thou and thine shall very soon perceive That he that seeks to move my patience Must yield his life to me* for recompence.
Amu. Why, proud Alphonsus, think'st thou AmuWhose mighty force doth terrify the Gods, (rack, Can e'er be found to turn his heels and fly Away for fear, from such a boy as thou? No, no, although that Mars this mickle while Hath fortified thy weak and feeble arm, And Fortune oft hath view'd with friendly face Thy armies marching victors from the field,
* me] The 4to. “ thee.”
Yet at the presence of high Amurack
Alphon. Pagan, I say, thou greatly art deceiv’d.
Amu. Blasphemous dog, I wonder that the earth Doth cease from renting underneath thy feet, To swallow up those canker'd corpse of thine. I muse that Jove can bridle so his ire, As when he hears his brother so misus’d, He can refrain from sending thunderbolts By thick and threefold, to revenge his wrong. Mars fight for me, and Fortune be my guide, And I'll be victor whatsome'er betide.
Albi. Pray loud enough, lest that you pray in vain, Perhaps God Mars and Fortune are asleep,
Amv. § And Mars lies slumbering on his downy bed, Yet do not think but that the power we have, Without the help of those celestial Gods, Will be sufficient, yea, with small ado, Alphonsus' straggling army to subdue.
Leli. You had need as then to call for Mahomet, With hellish hags to perform the same.
Fau. High Amurack, I wonder what you mean, That when you may with little toil, or none, Compel these dogs to keep their tongues in peace, You let them stand still barking in this sort :
* Prest] See note * p. 45. + stomach] See note 7 p. 29. are] The 4to. " is.” $ And Mars, &c.] The 4to. gives these five lines to Albinius.
Believe me, sovereign, I do blush to see
ALPHON. How now, Sir boy? Let Amurack himOr any he, the proudest of you all,
(self, But offer once but to unsheath his sword, If that he dares, for all the power you have.
Amy. What, dar'st thou us? Myself will venture it. To arms, my mates! [Amurack draw thy sword; Alphonsus and all the
other kings draw theirs. Strike up alarum. Fly Amurack and his company : follow Alphonsus and his company.
Act V. Strike up alarum. Enter Venus. Ven. Fierce is the fight, and bloody is the broil. No sooner had the roaring cannon shot Spit forth the venom of their fired paunch, And with their pellets sent such troops of souls Down to the bottom of the dark Avern, As that it covered all the Stygian fields ; But on a sudden, all the men at arms Which mounted were on lusty coursers' backs, Did rush together with so great a noise, As that I thought the giants one time more Did scale the heavens, as erst they did before. Long time dame Fortune temper'd so her wheel, As that there was no vantage to be seen On any side, but equal was the gain ; But at the length, so God and fates decreed, Alphonsus was the victor of the field, And Amurack became his prisoner; Who so remain'd until his daughter came, And by her marrying did his pardon frame. [Exit.