ACT IV
SCENE VII 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]




 ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA


ACT IV