Tamburlaine Monologue

From Tamburlaine by Christopher Marlowe

male · defiant · 47 sec

Stay, Techelles; ask a parle first. The SOLDIERS enter. Open the mails, yet guard the treasure sure: Lay out our golden wedges to the view, That their reflections may amaze the Persians; And look we friendly on them when they come: But, if they offer word or violence, We'll fight, five hundred men-at-arms to one, Before we part with our possession; And 'gainst the general we will lift our swords, And either lance his greedy thirsting throat, Or take him prisoner, and his chain shall serve For manacles till he be ransom'd home.

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