Act II.
Scene IV.
Scene IV.—Another Part of the Field,
Excursions. Enter RICHARD and CLIFFORD.
Rich. Now, Clifford, I have singled thee alone.
Suppose this arm is for the Duke of York,
And this for Rutland; both bound to revenge,
Wert thou environ'd with a brazen wall.
Clif. Now, Richard, I am with thee here alone.
This is the hand that stabb'd thy father York,
And this the hand that slew thy brother Rutland;
And here's the heart that triumphs in their death
And cheers these hands that slew thy sire and
brother,
To execute the like upon thyself;
And so, have at thee!
[They fight. WARWICK enters; CLIFFORD flies.
Rich. Nay, Warwick, single out some other
chase;
For I myself will hunt this wolf to death.
[Exeunt.
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