ACT II.
4. SCENE IV. Another Part of the Field.
 
[Excursions. Enter RICHARD and CLIFFORD.] 
 
RICHARD.
 
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. 
 
CLIFFORD.
 
Now, Richard, I am with thee here alone.
 
This is the hand that stabbed 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.] 
 
RICHARD.
 
Nay, Warwick, single out some other chase;
 
For I myself will hunt this wolf to death.
 
 
[Exeunt.] 
 
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