Tristan und Isolde;Tristan and Isolda - Opera in Three Acts by Richard Wagner
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coward knight!--
Death-devoted head! Death-devoted heart!-- (_laughing unnaturally_). Think'st highly of yon minion? BRANGÆNA (_following her glance_). Whom mean'st thou? ISOLDA. There, that hero who from mine eyes averts his own: in shrinking shame my gaze he shuns-- Say, how hold you him? BRANGÆNA. Mean you Sir Tristan, lady mine? Extolled by ev'ry nation, his happy country's pride, The hero of creation,-- whose fame so high and wide? ISOLDA (_jeeringly_). In shrinking trepidation his shame he seeks to hide, While to the king, his relation, he brings the corpse-like bride!-- |
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