Tristan und Isolde;Tristan and Isolda - Opera in Three Acts by Richard Wagner
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SCENE III. [BRANGÆNA _utters a piercing cry_. TRISTAN _and_ ISOLDA _remain in their absorbed state_. KURVENAL _rushes in with drawn sword_.] KURVENAL. Save yourself, Tristan! [_He looks fearfully off behind him_. MARK, MELOT, _and courtiers, in hunting dress, come swiftly up the avenue and pause in the foreground in consternation before the lovers_. BRANGÆNA _at the same time descends from the roof and hastens towards_ ISOLDA. _The latter in involuntary shame leans on the flowery bank with averted face_. TRISTAN _with an equally unconscious action stretches his mantle wide out with one arm, so as to conceal_ ISOLDA _from the gaze of the new-comers. In this position he remains for some time, turning a changeless look upon the men, who gaze at him in varied emotion. The morning dawns_.] TRISTAN. The dreary day-- its last time comes! MELOT (_to Mark_). Now say to me, my sov'reign, was my impeachment just? I staked my head thereon: How is the pledge redeemed? Behold him in the very act: |
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