Scene 7

Field of battle between the camps

Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA and others

AGRIPPA
Retire. We have engag'd ourselves too far.
Caesar himself has work, and our oppression
Exceeds what we expected.

Exeunt

Alarums. Enter 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.

ANTONY
Thou bleed'st apace.

SCARUS
I had a wound here that was like a T,
But now 'tis made an H.

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.

ANTONY
I will reward thee
Once for thy sprightly comfort, and tenfold
For thy good valour. Come thee on.

SCARUS
I'll halt after.

Exeunt