[Alarum (a drum call to arms). Enter Brutus and Messala.] Brutus Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these bills Unto the legions on the other side. [Loud trumpet call to arms.] 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. [Exit.]
