But kindness, nobler ever than revenge,
And nature, stronger than his just occasion,
Made him give battle to the lioness,
130 Who quickly fell before him: in which hurtling
From miserable slumber I awaked.
Cel. Are you his brother?
Ros.
[132] Was’t you he rescued?
Cel. Was’t you that did so oft contrive to kill him?
Oli. ’Twas I; but ’tis not I: I do not shame