SCENE VII

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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
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.
[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
For thy good valour. Come thee on.
SCARUS
I’ll halt after.
[Exeunt]

 

 

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