Ivanhoe

The knight stooped his head, and kissed the hand of the lovely Sovereign

by whom his valour had been rewarded; and then, sinking yet farther

forward, lay prostrate at her feet.

There was a general consternation. Cedric, who had been struck mute by

the sudden appearance of his banished son, now rushed forward, as if to

separate him from Rowena. But this had been already accomplished by the

marshals of the field, who, guessing the cause of Ivanhoe's swoon, had

hastened to undo his armour, and found that the head of a lance had

penetrated his breastplate, and inflicted a wound in his side.