first invented war! They knew not, ah, they knew not, simple men, How those were 98 hit by pelting cannon-shot Stand staggering 99 like a quivering aspen-leaf Fearing the force of Boreas' boisterous blasts! In what a lamentable case were I, If nature had not given me wisdom's lore! For kings are clouts that every man shoots at, Our crown the pin 100 that thousands seek to cleave:      Therefore in policy I think it good To hide it close; a goodly stratagem, And far from any man that is a fool:      So shall not I be known; or if I be, They cannot take away my crown from me. Here will I hide it in this simple hole. Enter TAMBURLAINE. TAMBURLAINE. What, fearful coward, straggling from the camp, When kings themselves are present in the field? MYCETES. Thou liest. TAMBURLAINE. Base villain, darest thou give me 101 the lie? MYCETES. Away! I am the king; go; touch me not. Thou break'st the law of arms, unless thou kneel, And cry me "mercy, noble king!"       TAMBURLAINE. Are you the witty king of Persia? MYCETES. Ay, marry, 102 am I:  have you any suit to me? TAMBURLAINE. I would entreat you to speak but three wise words. MYCETES. So I can when I see my time. TAMBURLAINE. Is this your crown? MYCETES. Ay:  didst thou ever see a fairer?       TAMBURLAINE. You will not sell it, will you? MYCETES. Such another word, and I will have thee executed. Come, give it me. TAMBURLAINE. No; I took it prisoner. MYCETES. You lie; I gave it you. TAMBURLAINE. Then 'tis mine. MYCETES. No; I mean I let you keep it. TAMBURLAINE. Well, I mean you shall have it again. Here, take it for a while:  I lend it thee, Till I may see thee hemm'd with armed men; Then shalt thou see me pull it from thy head:      Thou art no match for mighty Tamburlaine.            [Exit.]       MYCETES. O gods, is this Tamburlaine the thief? I marvel much he stole it not away.            [Trumpets within sound to the battle:  he runs out.] 

  

       SCENE V.     

           Enter COSROE, TAMBURLAINE, MENAPHON, MEANDER, ORTYGIUS, THERIDAMAS, TECHELLES, USUMCASANE, with others. TAMBURLAINE. Hold thee, Cosroe; wear two imperial crowns; Think thee invested now as royally, Even by the mighty hand of Tamburlaine, As if as many kings as could encompass thee With greatest pomp had crown'd thee emperor. COSROE. So do I, thrice-renowmed man-at-arms; 103 And none shall keep the crown but Tamburlaine:      Thee do I make my 

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