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When the day of Iseult's livery to the Lords of Cornwall drew near, her athered herbs and flowers and roots and steeped the done so, said apart to Brangien: "Child, it is yours to go with Iseult to King Mark's country, for you love her with a faithful love Take then this pitcher and remember well o near it: but when the wedding night has come and that moment in which the wedded are left alone, pour this essenced wine into a cup and offer it to King Mark and to Iseult his queen Oh! Take all care, my child, that they alone shall taste this brew For this is its power: they who drink of it together love each other with their every single sense and with their every thought, forever, in life and in death"

And Brangien pro

On the bark that bore her to Tintagel Iseult the Fair eeping as she re swelled her heart, and she said, "Who am I that I should leave you to follow unknown men, my mother and my land? Accursed be the sea that bears me, for rather would I lie dead on the earth where I was born than live out there, beyond … One day when the wind had fallen and the sails hung slack Tristan dropped anchor by an Island and the hundred knights of Cornwall and the sailors, weary of the sea, landed all Iseult alone re maid, when Tristan came near the Queen to calm her sorrow The sun was hot above them and they were athirst and, as they called, the little maid looked about for drink for theiven into Brangien's keeping And when she came on it, the child cried, "I have found you wine!" Now she had found not wine - but Passion and Joy uish without end, and Death

The Queen drank deep of that draught and gave it to Tristan and he drank also long and eazing at each other in silence as though ravished and apart; she saw before the there; she snatched it up and cast it into the shuddering sea and cried aloud: "Cursed be the day I was born and cursed the day that first I trod this deck Iseult, ether"