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- 1 Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter Agrippa and others.
- 2 AGRIPPA.
- 3 Retire! We have engaged ourselves too far.
- 4 Caesar himself has work, and our oppression
- 5 Exceeds what we expected.
- 6 [_Exeunt._]
- 7 Alarums. Enter Antony and Scarus wounded.
- 8 SCARUS.
- 9 O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed!
- 10 Had we done so at first, we had droven them home
- 11 With clouts about their heads.
- 12 ANTONY.
- 13 Thou bleed’st apace.
- 14 SCARUS.
- 15 I had a wound here that was like a T,
- 16 But now ’tis made an H.
- 17 _Sounds retreat far off._
- 18 ANTONY.
- 19 They do retire.
- 20 SCARUS.
- 21 We’ll beat ’em into bench-holes. I have yet
- 22 Room for six scotches more.
- 23 Enter Eros.
- 24 EROS.
- 25 They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves
- 26 For a fair victory.
- 27 SCARUS.
- 28 Let us score their backs
- 29 And snatch ’em up as we take hares, behind.
- 30 ’Tis sport to maul a runner.
- 31 ANTONY.
- 32 I will reward thee
- 33 Once for thy sprightly comfort, and tenfold
- 34 For thy good valour. Come thee on.
- 35 SCARUS.
- 36 I’ll halt after.
- 37 [_Exeunt._]