TRISTRAM AND ISEULT. II. Eseult of Ereland. TRISTRAM. RAISE the light, my Page, that I may see her. Thou art come at last then, haughty Queen! Long I've waited, long I've fought my fever: Late thou comest, cruel thou hast been. ISEULT. Blame me not, poor sufferer, that I tarried: I am here I TRISTRAM. Thou art come, indeed. thou hast rejoin'd me ; Thou hast dar'd it: but too late to save. Fear not now that men should tax thy honour. ISEULT. Tristram, for the love of Heaven, speak kindly! What, I hear these bitter words from thee? Sick with grief I am, and faint with travel. Take my hand- - dear Tristram, look on me! TRISTRAM. I forgot, thou comest from thy voyage. Yes, the spray is on thy cloak and hair. But thy dark eyes are not dimm'd, proud Iseult! And thy beauty never was more fair. ISEULT. Ah, harsh flatterer! let alone my beauty. TRISTRAM. Thou art paler : — but thy sweet charm, Iseult! ISEULT. Fear me not, I will be always with thee; I will watch thee, tend thee, soothe thy pain; Sing thee tales of true long-parted lovers Join'd at evening of their days again.' TRISTRAM. No, thou shalt not speak; I should be finding Sit-sit by me: I will think, we've liv'd so ISEULT. Alter'd, Tristram? Not in courts, believe me, Royal state with Marc, my deep-wrong'd husband Silken courtiers whispering honied nothings - What, thou think'st, men speak in courtly chambers Words by which the wretched are consol'd? What, thou think'st, this aching brow was cooler, Circled, Tristram, by a band of gold? Ah, on which, if both our lots were balanc'd, Me, a smiling queen upon my throne? Vain and strange debate, where both have suffer'd; Both have pass'd a youth constrain'd and sad; Both have brought their anxious day to evening, And have now short space for being glad. Join'd we are henceforth: nor will thy people, That an ancient rival shares her office, When she sees her humbled, pale, and still. I, a faded watcher by thy pillow, Pour'd in grief before the Virgin Mother, |