William Shakespeare: Antony and Cleopatra, Act IV, Scene VII

Updated September 23, 2019 | Infoplease Staff

Scene VII

Field of battle between the camps

Alarum. Drums and trumpets. Enter Agrippa and others


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


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.


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

Mark Antony

They do retire.


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

Enter Eros


They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves
For a fair victory.


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.


I'll halt after.


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