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Another part of the field.
[Excursions. Enter RICHARD and CLIFFORD]
RICHARD
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Now* Clif|ford, I | have sing|led thee | alone,
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Suppose | this arm is | for the Duke | of York,
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And this | for Rut|land, both | bound to |
revenge,
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Wert thou | envir|oned with | a braz|en wall.
CLIFFORD
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Now Rich|ard, I | am with | thee here | alone,
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This is | the hand | that stabbed | thy fath|er
York,
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And this the hand, that slew thy brother
Rutland, ????
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And here's | the heart,| that tri|umphs in |
their death,
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And cheers these hands, that slew thy sire
and brother, ????
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To ex|ecute | the like | upon | thyself,
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And so | have at | thee. \\
[They fight, WARWICK comes, CLIFFORD flies]
RICHARD
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Nay* War|wick, sing|le out | some oth|er chase,
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For I | myself | will hunt | this wolf | to
death.
[Exeunt]