Antony and Cleopatra
Act IV, Scene 7
Field of battle between the camps.
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Alarum. Drums and Trumpets. Enter Agrippa and others.
Agrippa
1 - 3
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Retire, we have engag’d ourselves too far.
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Caesar himself has work, and our oppression
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Exceeds what we expected.
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Alarums. Enter Antony, and Scarus wounded.
Scarus
4 - 6
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O my brave Emperor, this is fought indeed!
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Had we done so at first, we had droven them home
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With clouts about their heads.
Mark Antony
7
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Thou bleed’st apace.
Scarus
8 - 9
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I had a wound here that was like a T,
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But now ’tis made an H.
Mark Antony
10
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They do retire.
Scarus
11 - 12
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We’ll beat ’em into bench-holes. I have yet
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Room for six scotches more.
Eros
13 - 14
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They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves
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For a fair victory.
Scarus
15 - 17
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Let us score their backs,
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And snatch ’em up, as we take hares, behind:
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’Tis sport to maul a runner.
Mark Antony
18 - 20
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I will reward thee
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Once for thy sprightly comfort, and tenfold
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For thy good valor. Come thee on.
Scarus
21
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I’ll halt after.
