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 Help, soldiers! help! Murray. The soldiers are with us. Richard.Ah well! then I alone defy you all!
 * [He puts his hand to his side to draw his sword.

How now! my hand th' avenging blade doth lack! Father, why didst thou take away my sword? Cromwell [aside.]Poor Richard! Ormond [to .] Sir, I truly grieve for you. Take my advice:—withdraw; leave the King's men To do their will. Richard. To do your will? O Heaven! I ask no mercy. Kill me here with him, Upon his body!

Cromwell [aside.] Ah! he goes too far; 'Twould be too barbarous that he should die, Of his own motion, with a spurious Cromwell! Rosebery [trying to sooth. Richard— Richard [still clinging to. No! strike me with your heartless blades, Or I will save him!

Rochester [waking with a start and joining in the struggle. 'Sdeath! You're choking me!
 * [All paused as if turned to stone.

Ormond. Great Heaven! what voice is that I hear?