The Tragedy of Coriolanus — Act 1, Scene 8: A field of battle.

In the heat of battle, Caius Marcius and Tullus Aufidius meet alone and immediately challenge each other. Marcius says he will fight no one else because he hates Aufidius above all others, and Aufidius answers with the same hostility, telling him to stand his ground. Marcius boasts that he has already fought inside Corioli and dares Aufidius to bring all his strength. They exchange threats and begin fighting fiercely. When some Volsces come to help Aufidius, Marcius continues to fight them off until they are driven away. Aufidius then rebukes his own men for shaming him by interfering in a duel he wanted to fight alone.

I'll fight with none but thee; for I do hate thee

Worse than a promise-breaker.

We hate alike:

Not Afric owns a serpent I abhor

More than thy fame and envy. Fix thy foot.

Let the first budger die the other's slave,

And the gods doom him after!

If I fly, Marcius,

Holloa me like a hare.

Within these three hours, Tullus,

Alone I fought in your Corioli walls,

And made what work I pleased: 'tis not my blood

Wherein thou seest me mask'd; for thy revenge

Wrench up thy power to the highest.

Wert thou the Hector

That was the whip of your bragg'd progeny,

Thou shouldst not scape me here.

Officious, and not valiant, you have shamed me

In your condemned seconds.