At his deportment, free myself by birth,
Hence I advanced with an undaunted step:
He, with a terrible accent, cried, "Make way."
I, on the other hand, exclaimed with rage,
Returned his menace, and bade him retire.
Already had we met: he from his side,
Unsheathed a dagger, and upon me leap'd.
I had no dagger, but I lacked not courage.
Me he assailed. I combated his onset,
Grasp'd him, and in less time than I relate it;