[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.(5)
Ride, ride, Messala. Let them all come down.

Exeunt.