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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.
Now, Clifford, I’ve singled you out alone: Imagine this arm is for the Duke of York, And this one for Rutland; both are meant for revenge, Even if you were surrounded by a solid wall.
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!
Now, Richard, I’m here with you alone: This is the hand that killed your father York; And this is the hand that killed your brother Rutland; And here’s the heart that celebrates their death And encourages these hands that killed your father and brother To do the same to you; And now, prepare yourself!
Nay Warwick, single out some other chase; For I myself will hunt this wolf to death.
No, Warwick, pick someone else to fight; Because I will hunt this wolf down myself until he’s dead.