Rome. A Street.
 Enter LEPIDUS, MAECENAS, and AGRIPPA.

Lepidus	Trouble yourselves no further. Pray you hasten
	Your generals after.

Agrippa							Sir, Mark Antony
	Will e'en but kiss Octavia, and we'll follow.

Lepidus	Till I shall see you in your soldiers' dress,
	Which will become you both, farewell.

Maecenas										We shall,
	As I conceive the journey, be at th'Mount
	Before you, Lepidus.

Lepidus							Your way is shorter;
	My purposes do draw me much about.
	You'll win two days upon me.

Maecenas &
Lepidus									Sir, good success!

Lepidus	Farewell.
													[Exeunt.

