Richmond, I say, come forth, and singly face me! Enter CATESBY and NORFOLK, in disorder. [Exit. Catesby. Rescue! rescue! My Lord of Norfolk, haste! The king enacts more wonders than a man, His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights, Enter GLOSTER and RATCLIFF. Glost. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! Ratcliff. This way, this way, my lord!-below yon thicket Stands a swift horse-away! ruin pursues us; Enter RICHMOND. Of one or both of us, the time is come! Rich. Kind Heaven, I thank thee, for my cause is thine! If Richard's fit to live, let Richmond fall. Glost. Thy gallant bearing, Harry, I could 'plaud, But that the spotted rebel stains the soldier. Rich. Nor should thy prowess, Richard, want my praise, But that thy cruel deeds have stamp'd thee tyrant. Glost. My soul and body on the action, both! [They fight--RICHARD falls. Glost. Perdition catch thy arm !-the chance is thine! But, oh! the vast renown thou hast acquir'd, [Dies. Enter OXFORD, LORD STANLEY, and SOLDIERS, with KING RICHARD's Crown. Rich. Oh, welcome, friends! my noble father, welcome! Heav'n and our arms be prais'd, the day is ours! And see, the just reward that Heav'n has sent thee: Rich. Next to just Heav'n, my noble countrymen, I owe my thanks to you, whose love I'm proud of; And ruling well shall speak my gratitude. But now, my lords, what friends of us are missing? Pray, tell me, is young George Stanley living? Stanley. He is, my liege, and safe in Leicester town, Whither, if you please, we may withdraw us. Enter OFFICER. Offi. My lord, the queen, and fair Elizabeth, Her beauteous daughter, some few miles off, Are on their way, to 'gratulate your victory. Rich. Ay, there indeed my toil's rewarded! We'll twine the roses red and white together, |