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Eno. I am alone the villain of the earth,

And feel I am so most. O Antony!

Thou mine of bounty, how wouldst thou have paid

My better service, when my turpitude

Thou dost so crown with gold! This blows my heart:

If swift thought break it not, a swifter mean

Shall outstrike thought; but thought will do 't, I feel.

I fight against thee! No: I will go seek

Some ditch, wherein to die; the foul'st best fits

My latter part of life.

Agr. Retire, we have engag'd ourselves too far.

Cæsar himself has work, and our oppression

Exceeds what we expected.

Scar. O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed!

Had we done so at first, we had droven them home

With clouts about their heads.

Ant. Thou bleed'st apace.

Scar. I had a wound here that was like a T,

But now 'tis made an H.

Ant. They do retire.

Scar. We'll beat 'em into bench-holes: I have yet

Room for six scotches more.

 34 blows: swells  2 our oppression: the force by which we are overpowered

6 clouts: bandages

9 bench-holes: privy holes

10 scotches: gashes

