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SCENE IV.

Between the Camps. Field of Battle.
Alarums. Enter Agrippa, and Forces.
Agr.
Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far:
Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression

work, our opposition


Exceeds what we expected.

[Retreat. Exeunt.
Alarums. Enter Antony, and Forces; with Diomede, wounded.
Dio.
O my brave Emperor, this is fought indeed!
Had we done so at first, we had driv'n them home
With clouts about their heads.

Ant.
—Thou bleed'st apace.

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

[Retreat afar off.
Ant.
—They do retire.

Dio.
We'll beat 'em into bench-holes; I have yet
Room for six scotches more.

Enter Eros.
Ero.
They are beaten, sir; and our advantage serves
For a fair victory.

Dio.
—Let us score their backs,
And snatch 'em up, as we take hares, behind;
'Tis sport, to maul a runner.


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Ant.
—I will reward thee
Once for thy sprightly comfort, and ten-fold
For thy good valour. Come thee on.

Dio.
—I'll halt after.

[Exeunt.