THERIDAMAS. Here, then, Olympia.-- [Stabs her.] What, have I slain her? Villain, stab thyself! Cut off this arm that at murdered my [223] love, In whom the learned Rabbis of this age Might find as many wondrous miracles As in the theoria of the world! Now hell is fairer than Elysium; [224] A greater lamp than that bright eye of heaven, ]From whence the stars do borrow [225] all their light, Wanders about the black circumference; And now the damned souls are free from pain, For every Fury gazeth on her looks; Infernal Dis is courting of my love, Inventing masks and stately shows for her, Opening the doors of his rich treasury To entertain this queen of chastity; Whose body shall be tomb'd with all the pomp The treasure of my [226] kingdom may afford. [Exit with the body.] SCENE III. Enter TAMBURLAINE, drawn in his chariot by the KINGS OF TREBIZON and SORIA, [227] with bits in their mouths, reins in his [228] left hand, and in his right hand a whip with which he scourgeth them; AMYRAS, CELEBINUS, TECHELLES, THERIDAMAS, USUMCASANE; ORCANES king of Natolia, and the KING OF JERUSALEM, led by five [229] or six common SOLDIERS; and other SOLDIERS. TAMBURLAINE. Holla, ye pamper'd jades of Asia! [230] What, can ye draw but twenty miles a-day, And have so proud a chariot at your heels, And such a coachman as great Tamburlaine, But from Asphaltis, where I conquer'd you, To Byron here, where thus I honour you? The horse that guide the golden eye of heaven, And blow the morning from their nostrils, [231] Making their fiery gait above the clouds, Are not so honour'd in [232] their governor As you, ye slaves, in mighty Tamburlaine. The headstrong jades of Thrace Alcides tam'd, That King Aegeus fed with human flesh, And made so wanton that they knew their strengths, Were not subdu'd with valour more divine Than you by this unconquer'd arm of mine. To make you fierce, and fit my appetite, You shall be fed with flesh as raw as blood, And drink in pails the strongest muscadel: If you can live with it, then live, and draw My chariot swifter than the racking [233] clouds; If not, then die like beasts, and fit for naught But perches for the black and fatal ravens. Thus am I right the scourge of highest Jove; And see the figure of my dignity, By which I hold my name and majesty! AMYRAS. Let me have coach, [234] my lord, that I may ride, And thus be drawn by [235] these two idle kings. TAMBURLAINE. Thy youth forbids such ease, my kingly boy: They shall to-morrow draw my chariot, While these their fellow-kings may be refresh'd.