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| | IVANHOE - Libretto |
 | | O Wilfred, O my son, O Ivanhoe, Hadst thou not crossed my will and flouted me, Daring to raise thine eyes to my Royal ward, I had not been left a lonely man Amid these thieving Normans. |
 | | By this gold chain, which here I lay, I swear to meet this Ivanhoe On horse or foot, with sword or spear, Come when he may. And if, being come to English ground, He answer not my challenge, he shall be Coward and traitor to the name of Knight. |
 | | Enter the lists, IVANHOE on horseback, in complete steel, with visard down; on his shield an uprooted oak-sapling, with the motto, "Il Desdichado." He salutes the PRINCE by lowering the point of his spear. |
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