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Act IV, Scene 7
1Field of battle between the camps.
2Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter Agrippa and others.
3AgrippaRetire, we have engaged ourselves too far:
Caesar himself has work, and our oppression
Exceeds what we expected. Exeunt.
4Alarums. Enter Antony, and Scarus wounded.
5ScarusO my brave emperor, this is fought indeed!
Had we done so at first, we had droven them home
With clouts about their heads.
6AntonyThou bleed’st apace.
7ScarusI had a wound here that was like a T,
But now ’tis made an H.
8AntonyThey do retire.
9ScarusWe’ll beat ’em into bench-holes: I have yet
Room for six scotches more.
10Enter Eros.
11ErosThey are beaten, sir; and our advantage serves
For a fair victory.
12ScarusLet us score their backs,
And snatch ’em up, as we take hares, behind:
’Tis sport to maul a runner.
13AntonyI will reward thee
Once for thy spritely comfort, and ten-fold
For thy good valour. Come thee on.
14ScarusI’ll halt after. Exeunt.