[Alarum (a drum call to arms). Enter Brutus and Messala.]
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.