It implies that he who girds on his sword for the good of the state, must be ready to spill his blood for it: that am I.No more of this--a mere scratch: it gave more blood than I recked of from so slight a puncture, and saves the leech the trouble of the lancet.

How brightly breaks the day! We must prepare to meet our fellow-citizens--they will be here anon.
Ha, my Pandulfo--welcome!--thou, my old friend, shalt buckle on this mantle!" And while Pandulfo was engaged in the task, the Tribune whispered a few words in his ear, which, by the smile on his countenance, seemed to the attendants one of the familiar jests with which Rienzi distinguished his intercourse with his more confidential intimates..