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Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter AGRIPPA and others |
A call to battle is sounded. Drums and trumpets sound. AGRIPPA and other soldiers of Caesar’s enter. |
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AGRIPPA
Retire! We have engaged ourselves too far. Caesar himself has work, and our oppression Exceeds what we expected. |
AGRIPPA
Retreat! We’ve advanced too far. Caesar himself is in trouble and there are more adversaries than we expected. |
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Exeunt |
They exit. |
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Alarums. Enter ANTONY, and SCARUS, wounded |
A battle call. ANTONY enters with SCARUS, who is wounded. |
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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. |
SCARUS
Oh, my brave Emperor, this is what I call a fight! If we’d fought like this before, we’d have driven them home with bandaged heads. |
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ANTONY
Thou bleed’st apace. |
ANTONY
You’re bleeding a lot. |
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SCARUS
I had a wound here that was like a “T,” But now ’tis made an “H.” |
SCARUS
I had a scar here that looked like a “T”; now it’s an “H.” |
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Sound retreat far off |
Distant trumpets sound the retreat. |
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ANTONY
They do retire. |
ANTONY
They’re retreating. |
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SCARUS
We’ll beat ’em into bench-holes. I have yet Room for six scotches more. |
SCARUS
We’ll chase ’em into their latrines. I still have room for six more wounds. |
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Enter EROS |
EROS enters. |
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EROS
They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves For a fair victory. |
EROS
They’re retreating, sir, and our superiority indicates a clear victory. |
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SCARUS
Let us score their backs And snatch ’em up, as we take hares, behind! ’Tis sport to maul a runner. |
SCARUS
Let’s slash their backs and grab ’em like we do rabbits, from behind. It’s fair game to mark a coward. |
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ANTONY
I will reward thee Once for thy sprightly comfort and tenfold For thy good valor. Come thee on. |
ANTONY
I’ll reward you once for your cheerfulness and ten times for your courage. Come on. |
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SCARUS
I’ll halt after. |
SCARUS
I’ll limp after you. |
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Exeunt |
They exit. |