Tullus Aufidius, that will put you to’t.
I sin in envying his nobility,
And were I anything but what I am,
I would wish me only he.
(i. i. 232.)
In their trials of valour he takes no advantage, but rather makes a point, first of facing his foe though he himself is wearied and wounded, and, second, of rousing him to put forth all his strength.
The blood I drop is rather physical
Than dangerous to me: to Aufidius thus
I will appear, and fight.
(i. v. 19.)