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that's great from savage unrestraint, Such as I found in mighty Tristram's love, 'Tis not thy fault. And formerly when thou Didst lend me thine own maiden smock to wear Upon my bridal night with Mark, since mine Was torn when I set foot on Cornish ground, Thou didst fulfill what, as my guardian friend, Thou hadst foreseen in earlier days. Weep not Because I weep; Lord Tristram's treachery Is his, not ours. For this it is I weep. BRANGAENE. Thou shouldst not say, he is not faithful still. Dear sister. What know we of him or his? ISEULT. That he has married! BRANGAENE. Ay, her name's Iseult. My name! I shudder when I think thereon. And lo, his perjured tongue rots not, nor cleaves Unto his teeth, nor does the name he calls Her by choke in his throat and strangle him. BRANGAENE. Mark me, Iseult, I had not meant to speak, But now I must: a servant of King Mark's Spoke lately of that ship we saw sail in And then cast anchor 'neath Tintagel's walls. A merchant ship it is, he said, and hails Direct from Arundland. Now send And bid these merchants leave their ship and come, That they may tell what they have seen or heard Of Tristram and his fate. PARANIS (runs in and leaps upon the window-sill). Oh Queen, there come Three Gaelic earls! Dinas of Lidan first. BRANGAENE (hastening to his side). Come then, Iseult, and from the casement here Behold the faithful Dinas, Tristram's friend! PARANIS. The one in coat of mail who rides behind Who is the man, Brangaene, canst thou see? BRANGAENE. Oh God! Denovalin, ill-omened bird Of grim Tintagel. ISEULT. Arund? Didst thou say A merchant ship sailed in from Arundland? That great gold sail, Brangaene, came across The ocean to Tintagel? What? A ship, And merchant men from Arund? Speak, friend, speak! Thou talk'st of Arund, and remain'st unmoved! Brangaene, cruel, speak and say the men Are on their way to me, or are now here! Torture me not! BRANGAENE. Nay, hear me speak, Iseult; I said a servant of King Mark's said this; I know not whether it be true; to know We must be back within Tintagel's walls
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