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