The SlanderersHarper, 1904 - 383 pages |
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Page 83 - Now, when the man and the maid, Tristan and Iseult, had drunk of the potion, Love, who never resteth but besetteth all hearts, crept softly into the hearts of the twain, and ere they were ware of it had she planted her banner of conquest therein, and brought them under her rule. They were one and undivided who but now were twain and at enmity. Gone was Iseult's hatred, no longer might there be strife between them, for Love, the great reconciler, had purified their...
Page 83 - ... beside her, and the twain spake of this thing and of that, till Tristan became thirsty and bade them bring whereof he might drink. Now, besides the queen was there no one on board save little maidens, and one spied the flask where Brangoene had laid it, and said, "See, here is wine in this flask." But it was not wine that was therein, though like unto it, but bitter pain and enduring sorrow of heart, of which the twain at last lay dead. Yet the little maiden might know nought of this, so she...
Page 295 - He turned in his chair, drew her into his arms so that her head rested on his shoulder as she kneeled beside him. Her hair threaded his black coat with gold. »o 295 "Joan, wife, never speak so to me.