tristan and isolde

Sep 02, 2009 20:28

Now is our life too far apart. 'Tis no longer as erewhile, when we had but one joy, one sorrow, one love, and one life between us. Now is our fate unlike. I am sad, and thou art joyful. My heart yearneth for thy love, but thy longings for me, they are methinks feeble. Alas! alas! that which I have lost for thee dost thou hold; thou art home with thy lord Mark, and thy friends around thee, and I am alone, a stranger in a strange land. Little comfort may I have henceforth from thee, and yet my heart clingeth to thee. Little need hast thou of me! Why dost thou ask not what befalls me? Ah!

Tristan and Isolde

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