And left not one of them to breath on earth. He takes him vp on his backe.
And thus as old Ankyses sonne did beare
His aged father on his manly backe,
55 And fought with him against the bloodie Greeks,
[♦] Euen so will I. But staie, heres one of them,
[♦] To whom my soule hath sworne immortall hate.
Enter Richard, and then Clifford laies downe his father, fights with him, and Richard flies away againe.
[♦] Out crooktbacke villaine, get thee from my sight.
But I will after thee, and once againe
60 When I haue borne my father to his Tent,