Alarum. Enter Brutus and Messala.


Bru. 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 demeanour in Octavius' wing,
And sudden push gives them the overthrow
Ride, ride, Messala: let them all come down.