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RODELINDA
Morrai, si, l'empia tua
testa gia m'appresta un
gradin per gire al trono.
Che del mio sposo
novello, ne piu bel dono
so bramar.
Morrai, se,ecc
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RODELINDA
Yes, you will die, your
evil head shall be the step
upon which I shall tread to
attain the throne. From my
new husband I can ask
no better gift.
You, you will die, etc |