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' sacrifice
He celebrated her sad 3 funeral,
Himself in presence shall unfold at large.