Cate. Withdraw, my lord; I’ll help you to a horse.
K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upon a cast,
[10] 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! [Exeunt.
fee SCENE V. Another part of the field.
Alarum. Enter RICHARD and RICHMOND; they fight. RICHARD is slain. Retreat and flourish. Re-enter RICHMOND, DERBY bearing the crown, with divers other Lords.
[♦] Richm. God and your arms be praised, victorious friends!
[♦] The day is ours; the bloody dog is dead.