Tristan und Isolde;Tristan and Isolda - Opera in Three Acts by Richard Wagner
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I took no part:
my tongue its silence had learnt. When in chambered stillness sick he lay with the sword I stood before him, stern; silent--my lips, motionless--my hand. But that which my hand and lips had once vowed, I swore in stealth to adhere to: lo! now my desire I'm near to. TRISTAN. What hast thou sworn? ISOLDA (_quickly_). Vengeance for Morold! TRISTAN (_quietly_). Mindst thou that? ISOLDA (_animated_). Dare you to flout me?-- Was he not my betrothed, that noble Irish knight? For his sword a blessing I sought; for me only he fought. When he was murdered no honor fell. In that heartfelt misery my vow was framed; if no man remained to right it, I, a maid, must needs requite it.-- |
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