Tristan und Isolde;Tristan and Isolda - Opera in Three Acts by Richard Wagner
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Love's goddess dost thou not know?
nor all her magic arts? The queen who grants unquailing hearts, the witch whose will the world obeys, life and death she holds in her hands, which of joy and woe are wove? she worketh hate into love. The work of death I took into my own hands; Love's goddess saw and gave her good commands The death--condemned she claimed as her prey, planning our fate in her own way. How she may bend it, how she may end it, what she may make me, wheresoe'er take me, still hers am I solely;-- so let me obey her wholly. BRANGÆNA. And if by the artful love-potion's lures thy light of reason is ravished, if thou art reckless when I would warn thee, |
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