Act 3, Scene IV

Scene: In front of the Roman Camp.

Enter JUNIUS, CURIUS, and DECIUS.

Junius.
Now is the time; the fellow stays.
Decius.
What think ye?
Curius.
I think 'tis true.
Junius.
Alas, if 'twere a question,
If any doubt or hazard fell into't,
Do ye think mine own discretion so self-blind,
My care of ye so naked, to run headlong?
Decius.
Let's take Petillius with us!
Junius.
By no means;
He's never wise but to himself, nor courteous,
But where the end's his own: We are strong enough,
If not too many. Behind yonder hill,
The fellow tells me, she attends, weak guarded,
Her mother and her sister.
Curius.
I would venture.
Junius.
We shall not strike five blows for't. Weigh the good,
The general good may come.
Decius.
Away! I'll with ye;
But with what doubt——
Junius.
Fear not! my soul for all!
[Exeunt. Alarms, drums and trumpets in several places afar off, as at a main battle.