1 Why, I will see thee at Philippi then.
2 To tell thee thou shalt see me at Philippi.
3 Then, with your will, go on: We'll along ourselves, and meet them at Philippi.
4 The people 'twixt Philippi and this ground Do stand but in a forced affection; For they have grudg'd us contribution.'
5 It proves not so; their battles are at hand, They mean to warn us at Philippi here, Answering before we do demand of them.
6 Why, this, Volumnius: The ghost of Caesar hath appear'd to me Two several times by night; at Sardis once, And this last night here in Philippi fields.
7 Messala, I have here received letters, That young Octavius and Mark Antony Come down upon us with a mighty power, Bending their expedition toward Philippi.
8 Coming from Sardis, on our former ensign Two mighty eagles fell, and there they perch'd, Gorging and feeding from our soldiers' hands, Who to Philippi here consorted us.
9 The enemy, marching along by them, By them shall make a fuller number up, Come on refresh'd, new-added, and encourag'd; From which advantage shall we cut him off If at Philippi we do face him there, These people at our back.