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As King Mark careet Iseult upon the shore, Tristan took her hand and led her to the King and the King took seizin of her, taking her hand He led her in great poel, and as she came in hall amid the vassals her beauty shone so that the walls were lit as they are lit at dawn Then King Mark blessed those shich, by happy courtesy, had brought the Hair of Gold, and Tristan also he blessed, and the hundred knights who, on that adventurous bark, had gone to find him joy of heart and of eyes; yet to hi

And on the eighteenth day, having called his Barony together he took Iseult to wife But on the wedding night, to save her friend, Brangien took her place in the darkness, for her remorse demanded even this from her; nor was the trick discovered

Then Iseult lived as a queen, but lived in sadness She had King Mark's tenderness and the barons' honour; the people also loved her; she passed her days amid the frescoes on the walls and floors all streith flowers; good jewels had she and purple cloth and tapestry of Hungary and Thessaly too, and songs of harpers, and curtains upon which orked leopards and eagles and popinjays and all the beasts of sea and field And her love too she had, love high and splendid, for as is the custoreat lords, Tristan could ever be near her At his leisure and his dalliance, night and day: for he slept in the King's chaes and the councillors Yet still she feared; for though her love were secret and Tristan unsuspected (for who suspects a son?) Brangien knew And Brangien seeien alone knehat manner of life she led, and held her at ht Ah, if so as a slave the bed where once she passed for Queen … If Tristan should die from her betrayal! So fear ien as loyal; her own heart bred the fear

Not Brangien as faithful, not Brangien, but themselves had these lovers to fear, for hearts so stricken will lose their vigilance Love pressed the to the streah heaven, as a hawk slipped after long hunger falls right upon the bird And love will not be hidden Brangien indeed by her prudence saved theuarded But in every hour and place every man could see Love terrible, that rode the like neorking in the vat