And now I doubt not but your royal cares
Have so provided for this cursed foe,
That, since the heir of mighty Bajazeth
(An emperor so honour'd for his virtues)
Revives the spirits of all<99> true Turkish hearts,
In grievous memory of his father's shame,
We shall not need to nourish any doubt,
But that proud Fortune, who hath follow'd long
The martial sword of mighty Tamburlaine,
Will now retain her old inconstancy,
And raise our honours<100> to as high a pitch,
In this our strong and fortunate encounter;
For so hath heaven provided my escape
>From all the cruelty my soul sustain'd,
By this my friendly keeper's happy means,
That Jove, surcharg'd with pity of our wrongs,
Will pour it down in showers on our heads,
Scourging the pride of cursed Tamburlaine.

ORCANES. I have a hundred thousand men in arms;
Some that, in conquest<101> of the perjur'd Christian,
Being a handful to a mighty host,
Think them in number yet sufficient
To drink the river Nile or Euphrates,
And for their power enow to win the world.

KING OF JERUSALEM. And I as many from Jerusalem,
Judaea,<102> Gaza, and Sclavonia's<103> bounds,
That on mount Sinai, with their ensigns spread,
Look like the parti-colour'd clouds of heaven