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DRURY LANE. COVENT GARDEN TAMERLANE Mr. Palmer. Mr. H. Siddons. MONESÉS
Mr. Wroughton. Mr. H. Johnston. AXALLA
Mr. C. Kemble. Mr. Brunton.
Mr. Cory. STRATOCLES Mr. Trueman. Mr. Claremonl. PRINCE OF TANAIS Mr. Holland. Mr. Beverly. MIRVAN
Mr. Wentworth. Mr. Williams. ZAMA
Mr. Cooke. Mr. Curties. BAJAZET
Mr. Kemble. Mr. Cooké. HALY
Mr. Maddocks. DERVISE
Enter the PRINCE OF TANAIS, ZAMA, and MIRVAN. Prince. Hail to the sun! from whose returning
Zam. Our Asian world,
Mir. Hear you of Bajazet?
Prince. Late in the evening,
'Scap'd to our camp. From him we learn'd, the ty
rant, With rage redoubled, for the fight prepares; ; Some accidental passion fires his breast, (Love, as 'tis thought, for a fair Grecian captive) And adds new horror to his native fury. But see his fate! The mighty Tamerlane Comes, like the proxy of inquiring Heav'n,' To judge, and to redress. (Flourish of Trumpets. Enter Tamerlane, GUARDS, and other
ATTEN DANTS. Tam. Yet, yet a little, and destructive slaughter Shall rage around, and mar this beauteous prospect; Pass but an hour, which stands betwixt the lives Of thousands and eternity. What change Shall hasty death make in yon gliti’ring plain ? Oh, thou fell monster, war! that in a moment Lay'st waste the noblest part of the creation, The boast and masterpiece of the great Maker, That wears in vain th'impression of his image, Unprivilegʻd from thee. Health to our friends, and to our arms success,
[To the Prince, ZAMA, and MIRVAN. Such as the cause for which we fight deserves ! Prince. Nor can we ask beyond what Heav'n be
Tam. Yes, prince, I mean to give a loose to war.
Between Angoria's walls and yon tall monntains, That seem to reach the clouds; and now he comes, Loaden with spoils and conquests, to my aid.
Flourish of Trumpets. Zama. These trumpets speak his presence
Enter Axalla, who kneels to TAMERLANE.
Ax. My emperor! My ever royal master!
hour of life out for you!
Tam. This is indeed to conquer,
[Kneeling to TAMERLANE.
War is the province of ambitious man,
of haughty pow'r
Sel. Where shall my wonder and my praise begin!
Tam. Heav'n hear thy pious wish!
in whose glad eyes,
[To AXALLA. Worthy our knowledge ? Ax. This brave man, my lord,
(Pointing to Moneses. With long resistance held the combat doubtful. His party, press'd with numbers, soon grew faint, And would have left their charge an easy prey ; Whilst he alone, undaunted at the odds,