SCENE II: The same. The field of battle.
{Alarum. Enter BRUTUS and MESSALA.}
BRUTUS: Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side.
[Loud alarum.]
Let them set on at once; for I perceive But cold demeanor in Octavius' wing, And sudden push gives them the overthrow. Ride, ride, Messala: let them all come down.
[Exeunt.]