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Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue! The king enacts more wonders than a man, Daring an opposite to every danger: His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights, Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death. Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!
Help, my Lord of Norfolk, help, help! The king is doing more than any man could, Facing every danger head-on: His horse is dead, and now he fights on foot, Searching for Richmond in the thick of battle. Help, noble lord, or the day is lost!
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse!
Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.
Step back, my lord; I’ll help you onto a horse.
Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think there be six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain to-day instead of him. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
You coward, I’ve staked my life on this gamble, And I’ll face the risk like throwing dice: I think there are six men like Richmond out there; I’ve killed five of them today, but not him. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!