ACT IV SCENE VII | Field of battle between the two 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. | 10 |
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, | 15 |
| 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. | 20 |
SCARUS | I'll halt after. |
[Exeunt] |