The plains of Philippi. The battlefield.
Brutus commands an attack on Octavius’s army, certain that one strong push against them is all that’s needed. (6 lines)
Alarum. Enter Brutus and Messala.
Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills
Unto the legions on the other side.
Let them set on at once; for I perceive
But cold demeanor in Octavio’s wing,
And sudden push gives them the overthrow.
Ride, ride, Messala, let them all come down.