Four hundred miles with armour on their backs,
And lain in leaguer<54> fifteen months and more;
For, since we left you at the Soldan's court,
We have subdu'd the southern Guallatia,
And all the land unto the coast of Spain;
We kept the narrow Strait of Jubalter,<55>
And made Canaria call us kings and lords:
Yet never did they recreate themselves,
Or cease one day from war and hot alarms;
And therefore let them rest a while, my lord.

TAMBURLAINE. They shall, Casane, and 'tis time, i'faith.

TECHELLES. And I have march'd along the river Nile
To Machda, where the mighty Christian priest,
Call'd John the Great,<56> sits in a milk-white robe,
Whose triple mitre I did take by force,
And made him swear obedience to my crown.
>From thence unto Cazates did I march,
Where Amazonians met me in the field,
With whom, being women, I vouchsaf'd a league,
And with my power did march to Zanzibar,
The western part of Afric, where I view'd
The Ethiopian sea, rivers and lakes,
But neither man nor child in all the land:
Therefore I took my course to Manico,
Where,<57> unresisted, I remov'd my camp;
And, by the coast of Byather,<58> at last
I came to Cubar, where the negroes dwell,
And, conquering that, made haste to Nubia.