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Raise the light my page that I may see her	A
Thou art come at last then haughty Queen	B
Long I've waited long I've fought my fever	A
Late thou comest cruel thou hast been	C
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Iseult	D
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Blame me not poor sufferer that I tarried	D
Bound I was I could not break the band	D
Chide not with the past but feel the present	D
I am here we meet I hold thy hand	D
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Tristram	E
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Thou art come indeed thou hast rejoin'd me	F
Thou hast dared it but too late to save	G
Fear not now that men should tax thine honour	A
I am dying build thou may'st my grave	G
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Iseult	D
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Tristram ah for love of Heaven speak kindly	F
What I hear these bitter words from thee	F
Sick with grief I am and faint with travel	H
Take my hand dear Tristram look on me	F
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Tristram	E
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I forget thou comest from thy voyage	I
Yes the spray is on thy cloak and hair	A
But thy dark eyes are not dimm'd proud Iseult	D
And thy beauty never was more fair	A
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Iseult	D
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Ah harsh flatterer let alone my beauty	D
I like thee have left my youth afar	A
Take my hand and touch these wasted fingers	J
See my cheek and lips how white they are	A
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Tristram	E
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Thou art paler but thy sweet charm Iseult	D
Would not fade with the dull years away	K
Ah how fair thou standest in the moonlight	D
I forgive thee Iseult thou wilt stay	K
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Iseult	K
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Fear me not I will be always with thee	D
I will watch thee tend thee soothe thy pain	L
Sing thee tales of true long parted lovers	J
Join'd at evening of their days again	M
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Tristram	E
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No thou shalt not speak I should be finding	N
Something alter'd in thy courtly tone	O
Sit sit by me I will think we've lived so	P
In the green wood all our lives alone	O
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Iseult	K
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Alter'd Tristram Not in courts believe me	D
Love like mine is alter'd in the breast	K
Courtly life is light and cannot reach it	K
Ah it lives because so deep suppress'd	K
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What thou think'st men speak in courtly chambers	J
Words by which the wretched are consoled	K
What thou think'st this aching brow was cooler	A
Circled Tristram by a band of gold	K
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Royal state with Marc my deep wrong'd husband	K
That was bliss to make my sorrows flee	D
Silken courtiers whispering honied nothings	Q
Those were friends to make me false to thee	D
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Ah on which if both our lots were balanc'd	K
Was indeed the heaviest burden thrown	O
Thee a pining exile in thy forest	K
Me a smiling queen upon my throne	O
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Vain and strange debate where both have suffer'd	K
Both have pass'd a youth consumed and sad	K
Both have brought their anxious day to evening	N
And have now short space for being glad	K
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Join'd we are henceforth nor will thy people	H
Nor thy younger Iseult take it ill	R
That a former rival shares her office	S
When she sees her humbled pale and still	R
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I a faded watcher by thy pillow	P
I a statue on thy chapel floor	A
Pour'd in prayer before the Virgin Mother	A
Rouse no anger make no rivals more	A
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She will cry Is this the foe I dreaded	K
This his idol this that royal bride	K
Ah an hour of health would purge his eyesight	K
Stay pale queen for ever by my side	K
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Hush no words that smile I see forgives me	D
I am now thy nurse I bid thee sleep	T
Close thine eyes this flooding moonlight blinds them	U
Nay all's well again thou must not weep	T
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Tristram	E
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I am happy yet I feel there's something	N
Swells my heart and takes my breath away	K
Through a mist I see thee near come nearer	A
Bend bend down I yet have much to say	K
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Iseult	K
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Heaven his head sinks back upon the pillow	P
Tristram Tristram let thy heart not fail	V
Call on god and on the holy angels	W
What love courage Christ he is so pale	V
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Tristram	E
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Hush 'tis vain I feel my end approaching	N
This is what my mother said should be	D
When the fierce pains took her in the forest	K
The deep draughts of death in bearing me	D
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Son she said thy name shall be of sorrow	P
Tristram art thou call'd for my death's sake	X
So she said and died in the drear forest	K
Grief since then his home with me doth make	X
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I am dying Start not nor look wildly	D
Me thy living friend thou canst not save	G
But since living we were ununited	K
Go not far O Iseult from my grave	G
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Close mine eyes then seek the princess Iseult	K
Speak her fair she is of royal blood	K
Say I will'd so that thou stay beside me	D
She will grant it she is kind and good	K
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Now to sail the seas of death I leave thee	D
One last kiss upon the living shore	A
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Iseult	K
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Tristram Tristram stay receive me with thee	D
Iseult leaves thee Tristram never more	A
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You see them clear the moon shines bright	K
Slow slow and softly where she stood	K
She sinks upon the ground her hood	K
Had fallen back her arms outspread	K
Still hold her lover's hand her head	K
Is bow'd half buried on the bed	K
O'er the blanch'd sheet her raven hair	A
Lies in disorder'd streams and there	A
Strung like white stars the pearls still are	A
And the golden bracelets heavy and rare	A
Flash on her white arms still	R
The very same which yesternight	K
Flash'd in the silver sconces' light	K
When the feast was gay and the laughter loud	K
In Tyntagel's palace proud	K
But then they deck'd a restless ghost	K
With hot flush'd cheeks and brilliant eyes	Y
And quivering lips on which the tide	K
Of courtly speech abruptly died	K
And a glance which over the crowded floor	A
The dancers and the festive host	K
Flew ever to the door	A
That the knights eyed her in surprise	Y
And the dames whispered scoffingly	R
Her moods good lack they pass like showers	J
But yesternight and she would be	D
As pale and still as wither'd flowers	J
And now to night she laughs and speaks	Z
And has a colour in her cheeks	Z
Christ keep us from such fantasy	D
The air of the December night	K
Steals coldly around the chamber bright	K
Where those lifeless lovers be	D
Swinging with it in the light	K
Flaps the ghostlike tapestry	D
And on the arras wrought you see	D
A stately Huntsman clad in green	B
And round him a fresh forest scene	B
On that clear forest knoll he stays	A2
With his pack round him and delays	A2
He stares and stares with troubled face	B2
At this huge gleam lit fireplace	B2
At that bright iron figured door	A
And those blown rushes on the floor	A
He gazes down into the room	C2
With heated cheeks and flurried air	A
And to himself he seems to say	K
What place is this and who are they	K
Who is that kneeling Lady fair	A
And on his pillows that pale Knight	K
Who seems of marble on a tomb	C2
How comes it here this chamber bright	K
Through whose mullion'd windows clear	A
The castle court all wet with rain	L
The drawbridge and the moat appear	A
And then the beach and mark'd with spray	K
The sunken reefs and far away	K
The unquiet bright Atlantic plain	L
What has some glamour made me sleep	T
And sent me with my dogs to sweep	T
By night with boisterous bugle peal	R
Through some old sea side knightly hall	R
Not in the free green wood at all	R
That Knight's asleep and at her prayer	A
That Lady by the bed doth kneel	R
Then hush thou boisterous bugle peal	R
The wild boar rustles in his lair	A
The fierce hounds snuff the tainted air	A
But lord and hounds keep rooted there	A
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Cheer cheer thy dogs into the brake	X
O Hunter and without a fear	A
Thy golden tassell'd bugle blow	R
And through the glades thy pastime take	X
For thou wilt rouse no sleepers here	A
For these thou seest are unmoved	K
Cold cold as those who lived and loved	K
A thousand years ago	R