Awake, and think our wrongs in Richard’s bosom Will conquer him! Awake, and win the day. (Act 5, Scene 3, lines 152–153)

God and good angels fight on Richmond’s side, And Richard fall in height of all his pride. (Act 5, Scene 3, lines 187–188)

The sweetest sleep and fairest-boding dreams That ever entered in a drowsy head Have I since your departure had, my lords. Methought their souls whose bodies Richard murdered Came to my tent and cried on victory. I promise you, my soul is very jocund In the remembrance of so fair a dream. (Act 5, Scene 3, lines 240–246)

Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die. I think there be six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain today instead of him. A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse! (Act 5, Scene 4, lines 9–13)

God and your arms be praised, victorious friends! The day is ours; the bloody dog is dead. (Act 5, Scene 5, lines 1–2)