Ride, ride, Messala, ride, and give these dispatches to our forces
on the other side.
Low alarum
Faint sounds of battle.
5
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.
They should advance immediately, because I sense
Octavius’s side is a bit fainthearted right now, and a
sudden push would overthrow him. Ride, ride, Messala. Let
Cassius’s wing mount a surprise attack.