ACT 4, SCENE 7: Field of battle between the camps.

[Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA
and others]

AGRIPPA: Retire, we have engaged ourselves too far:
Caesar himself has work, and our oppression
Exceeds what we expected.

[Exeunt]

[Alarums. Enter MARK ANTONY and SCARUS wounded]

SCARUS: O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed!
Had we done so at first, we had droven them home                         [5]
With clouts about their heads.

MARK ANTONY:                     Thou bleed'st apace.

SCARUS: I had a wound here that was like a T,
But now 'tis made an H.

MARK ANTONY:           They do retire.

SCARUS: We'll beat 'em into bench-holes: I have yet
Room for six scotches more.                                                                    [10]

[Enter EROS]

EROS: They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves
For a fair victory.

SCARUS:                Let us score their backs,
And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind:
'Tis sport to maul a runner.

MARK ANTONY:           I will reward thee
Once for thy spritely comfort, and ten-fold                                          [15]
For thy good valour. Come thee on.

SCARUS:                I'll halt after.

[Exeunt]


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