The Prologue
The general welcomes Tamburlaine receiv’d,When he arrived last upon the 1 stage,Have made our poet pen his Second Part,Where Death cuts off the progress of his pomp,And murderous Fates throw all his triumphs 2 down.But what became of fair Zenocrate,And with how many cities’ sacrificeHe celebrated her sad 3 funeral,Himself in presence shall unfold at large.