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Of one or both of us the time is come.
Y ORK
Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some other chase,
For I myself must hunt this deer to death. [15]
WARWICK
Then nobly, York; ’tis for a crown thou fight’st. -
As I intend, Clifford, to thrive today,
It grieves my soul to leave thee unassailed.
Exit.
CLIFFORD
What seest thou in me, York? Why dost thou pause?
Y ORK
With thy brave bearing should I be in love, [20]
But that thou art so fast mine enemy.
CLIFFORD
Nor should thy prowess want praise and esteem,
But that ’tis shown ignobly and in treason.
Y ORK
So let it help me now against thy sword
As I in justice and true right express it. [25]
CLIFFORD
My soul and body on the action both!
Y ORK
A dreadful lay! Address thee instantly.
[They fight, and Clifford falls.]
CLIFFORD
La fin couronne les oeuvres.
[Dies.]
Y ORK
