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.