Christopher Marlowe, Tamburlaine, Part 2 act 1, scene 2, line 46 Callapine A hundred Bassoes cloath'd in crimson silk Shall ride before the on Barbarian Steeds: And when thou goest, a golden Canapie Enchac'd with pretious stones, which shine as bright As that faire vail that covers all the world: When Phoebus leaping from his Hemi-Spheare, Discendeth downward to th'Antipodes. (5.16)
Faust Book chapter 49 And presently vpon the making of this Letter, he became so great an enemie vnto the poore olde man, that he sought his life by all meanes possible; but this godly man was strong in the holy Ghost, that he could not be vanquished by any meanes: for about two dayes after that hee had exhorted Faustus, as the poore man lay in his bed, sodainely there was a mightie rumbling in the Chamber, the which hee was neuer wont to heare, & he heard as it had been the groning of a Sowe, which lasted long: whereupon the good olde man began to iest, and mock, and saide: oh what Barbarian crie is this, oh fayre Bird, what foule musick is this of a faire Angell, that could not tarrie two dayes in his place': beginnest thou now to runne into a (2.49)
Christopher Marlowe, Dido, Queen of Carthage act 1, scene 1, line 82 Jupiter Content thee Cytherea in thy care, Since thy Aeneas wandring fate is firme, Whose wearie lims shall shortly make repose, In those faire walles I promist him of yore: But first in bloud must his good fortune bud, Before he be the Lord of Turnus towne, Or force her smile that hetherto hath frownd: Three winters shall he with the Rutiles warre, And in the end subdue them with his sword, And full three Sommers likewise shall he waste, In mannaging those fierce barbarian mindes: Which once performd, poore Troy so long supprest, From forth her ashes shall advance her head, And flourish once againe that erst was dead: But bright Ascanius, beauties better worke Who with the Sunne devides one radiant shape, Shall build his throne amidst those starrie towers, That earth-borne Atlas groning underprops: No bounds but heaven shall bound his Emperie, Whose azured gates enchased with his name, Shall make the morning hast her gray uprise, To feede her eyes with his engraven fame. (1.52)
M. W. MacCallum, Shakespeare's Roman Plays and their Background part 1, chapter 1, section 0 Subjects were taken from legends of the dawn like the story of Lucretia, and from rumours of the dusk like the story of Lucina; from Roman pictures of barbarian allies like Massinissa in the South, or barbarian antagonists like Caractacus in the North; as well as from the intimate records of home affairs and the careers of the great magnates of the Republic or Empire. (4.49)
Henry Mayhew, Extra Volume: London Labour and the London Poor chapter 5, page 93 WHEN we visit the semi-civilized communities of South America, instead of the barbarian tribes still running wild in its deserts of forest, the state of morals we discover presents a contrast by no means favourable to the half-educated States, where a hybrid compromise seems to have been made between refinement and barbarism. (4.30)
Roughing it. By Mark Twain page 481 The christianizing of the natives has hardly even weakened some of their barbarian superstitions, much less destroyed them. (6.18)