Tristan und Isolde;Tristan and Isolda - Opera in Three Acts by Richard Wagner
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"Sir Morold toiled
o'er mighty wave the Cornish tax to levy; In desert isle was dug his grave, he died of wounds so heavy. His head now hangs in Irish lands, Sole were-gild won at English hands. Bravo, our brave Tristan! Let his tax take who can!" [KURVENAL, _driven away by_ TRISTAN'S _chidings, descends into the cabin_. BRANGÆNA _returns in discomposure to_ ISOLDA, _closing the curtains behind her, while all the men take up the chorus and are heard without_.] KNIGHTS AND ATTENDANTS. "His head now hangs in Irish lands, sole were-gild won at English hands. Bravo, our brave Tristan! Let his tax take who can!" SCENE III. [ISOLDA _and_ BRANGÆNA _alone, the curtain being again |
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