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Then he cut out the tongue and put it into his hose, but as the poison came against his flesh the hero fainted and fell in the high gra.s.s that bordered the marsh around.

Now the man he had stopped in flight was the Seneschal of Ireland and he desired Iseult the Fair: and though he was a coward, he had dared so far as to return with his companions secretly, and he found the dragon dead; so he cut off its head and bore it to the King, and claimed the great reward.

The King could credit his prowess but hardly, yet wished justice done and summoned his va.s.sals to court, so that there, before the Barony a.s.sembled, the seneschal should furnish proof of his victory won.

When Iseult the Fair heard that she was to be given to this coward first she laughed long, and then she wailed. But on the morrow, doubting some trick, she took with her Perinis her squire and Brangien her maid, and all three rode unbeknownst towards the dragon?s lair: and Iseult saw such a trail on the road as made her wonder?for the hoofs that made it had never been shod in her land. Then she came on the dragon, headless, and a dead horse beside him: nor was the horse harnessed in the fas.h.i.+on of Ireland. Some foreign man had slain the beast, but they knew not whether he still lived or no.

They sought him long, Iseult and Perinis and Brangien together, till at last Brangien saw the helm glittering in the marshy gra.s.s: and Tristan still breathed. Perinis put him on his horse and bore him secretly to the women?s rooms. There Iseult told her mother the tale and left the hero with her, and as the Queen unharnessed him, the dragon?s tongue fell from his boot of steel. Then, the Queen of Ireland revived him by the virtue of an herb and said:

?Stranger, I know you for the true slayer of the dragon: but our seneschal, a felon, cut off its head and claims my daughter Iseult for his wage; will you be ready two days hence to give him the lie in battle??

?Queen,? said he, ?the time is short, but you, I think, can cure me in two days. Upon the dragon I conquered Iseult, and on the seneschal perhaps I shall reconquer her.?

Then the Queen brewed him strong brews, and on the morrow Iseult the Fair got him ready a bath and anointed him with a balm her mother had conjured, and as he looked at her he thought, ?So I have found the Queen of the Hair of Gold,? and he smiled as he thought it. But Iseult, noting it, thought, ?Why does he smile, or what have I neglected of the things due to a guest? He smiles to think I have for?

gotten to burnish his armour.?

She went and drew the sword from its rich sheath, but when she saw the splinter gone and the gap in the edge she thought of the Morholt?s head. She balanced a moment in doubt, then she went to where she kept the steel she had found in the skull and she put it to the sword, and it fitted so that the join was hardly seen.

She ran to where Tristan lay wounded, and with the sword above him she cried:

?You are that Tristan of the Lyonesse, who killed the Morholt, my mother?s brother, and now you shall die in your turn.?

Tristan strained to ward the blow, but he was too weak; his wit, however, stood firm in spite of evil and he said:

?So be it, let me die: but to save yourself long memories, listen awhile. King?s daughter, my life is not only in your power but is yours of right. My life is yours because you have twice returned it me. Once, long ago: for I was the wounded harper whom you healed of the poison of the Morholt?s shaft. Nor repent the healing: were not these wounds had in fair fight? Did I kill the Morholt by treason? Had he not defied me and was I not held to the defence of my body? And now this second time also you have saved me. It was for you I fought the beast.

?But let us leave these things. I would but show you how my life is your own. Then if you kill me of right for the glory of it, you may ponder for long years, praising yourself that you killed a wounded guest who had wagered his life in your gaining.?

Iseult replied: ?I hear strange words. Why should he that killed the Morholt seek me also, his niece? Doubtless because the Morholt came for a tribute of maidens from Cornwall, so you came to boast returning that you had brought back the maiden who was nearest to him, to Cornwall, a slave.?

?King?s daughter,? said Tristan, ?No.

One day two swallows flew, and flew to Tintagel and bore one hair out of all your hairs of gold, and I thought they brought me good will and peace, so I came to find you over-seas. See here, amid the threads of gold upon my coat your hair is sown: the threads are tarnished, but your bright hair still s.h.i.+nes.?

Iseult put down the sword and taking up the Coat of Arms she saw upon it the Hair of Gold and was silent a long s.p.a.ce, till she kissed him on the lips to prove peace, and she put rich garments over him.

On the day of the barons? a.s.sembly, Tristan sent Perinis privily to his s.h.i.+p to summon his companions that they should come to court adorned as befitted the envoys of a great king.

One by one the hundred knights pa.s.sed into the hall where all the barons of Ireland stood, they entered in silence and sat all in rank together: on their scarlet and purple the gems gleamed.

When the King had taken his throne, the seneschal arose to prove by witness and by arms that he had slain the dragon and that so Iseult was won. Then Iseult bowed to her father and said:

?King, I have here a man who challenges your seneschal for lies and felony. Promise that you will pardon this man all his past deeds, who stands to prove that he and none other slew the dragon, and grant him forgiveness and your peace.?

The King said, ?I grant it.? But Iseult said, ?Father, first give me the kiss of peace and forgiveness, as a sign that you will give him the same.?

Then she found Tristan and led him before the Barony. And as he came the hundred knights rose all together, and crossed their arms upon their b.r.e.a.s.t.s and bowed, so the Irish knew that he was their lord.

But among the Irish many knew him again and cried, ?Tristan of Lyonesse that slew the Morholt!? They drew their swords and clamoured for death. But Iseult cried: ?King, kiss this man upon the lips as your oath was,? and the King kissed him, and the clamour fell.

Then Tristan showed the dragon?s tongue and offered the seneschal battle, but the seneschal looked at his face and dared not.

Then Tristan said:

?My lords, you have said it, and it is truth: I killed the Morholt.

But I crossed the sea to offer you a good blood-fine, to ransom that deed and get me quit of it.

?I put my body in peril of death and rid you of the beast and have so conquered Iseult the Fair, and having conquered her I will bear her away on my s.h.i.+p.

?But that these lands of Cornwall and Ireland may know no more hatred, but love only, learn that King Mark, my lord, will marry her. Here stand a hundred knights of high name, who all will swear with an oath upon the relics of the holy saints, that King Mark sends you by their emba.s.sy offer of peace and of brotherhood and goodwill; and that he would by your courtesy hold Iseult as his honoured wife, and that he would have all the men of Cornwall serve her as their Queen.?

When the lords of Ireland heard this they acclaimed it, and the King also was content.

Then, since that treaty and alliance was to be made, the King her father took Iseult by the hand and asked of Tristan that he should take an oath; to wit that he would lead her loyally to his lord, and Tristan took that oath and swore it before the knights and the Barony of Ireland a.s.sembled. Then the King put Iseult?s right hand into Tristan?s right hand, and Tristan held it for a s.p.a.ce in token of seizin for the King of Cornwall.

So, for the love of King Mark, did Tristan conquer the Queen of the Hair of Gold.

THE PHILTRE

When the day of Iseult?s livery to the Lords of Cornwall drew near, her mother gathered herbs and flowers and roots and steeped them in wine, and brewed a potion of might, and having 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 my words. Hide it so that no eye shall see nor no lip go 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 promised the Queen that she would do her bidding.

On the bark that bore her to Tintagel Iseult the Fair was weeping as she remembered her own land, and mourning 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 remained aboard and a little serving 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 them and found that pitcher which the mother of Iseult had given 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 Pa.s.sion and Joy most sharp, and Anguish without end, and Death.

The Queen drank deep of that draught and gave it to Tristan and he drank also long and emptied it all.

Brangien came in upon them; she saw them gazing at each other in silence as though ravished and apart; she saw before them the pitcher standing there; she s.n.a.t.c.hed 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, my friend, and Tristan, you, you have drunk death together.?

And once more the bark ran free for Tintagel. But it seemed to Tristan as though an ardent briar, sharp-thorned but with flower most sweet smelling, drave roots into his blood and laced the lovely body of Iseult all round about it and bound it to his own and to his every thought and desire. And he thought, ?Felons, that charged me with coveting King Mark?s land, I have come lower by far, for it is not his land I covet. Fair uncle, who loved me orphaned ere ever you knew in me the blood of your sister Blanchefleur, you that wept as you bore me to that boat alone, why did you not drive out the boy that was to betray you? Ah! What thought was that! Iseult is yours and I am but your va.s.sal; Iseult is yours and I am your son; Iseult is yours and may not love me.?

But Iseult loved him, though she would have hated. She could not hate, for a tenderness more sharp than hatred tore her.

And Brangien watched them in anguish, suffering more cruelly because she alone knew the depth of evil done.

Two days she watched them, seeing them refuse all food or comfort and seeking each other as blind men seek, wretched apart and together more wretched still, for then they trembled each for the first avowal.

On the third day, as Tristan neared the tent on deck where Iseult sat, she saw him coming and she said to him, very humbly, ?Come in, my lord.?

?Queen,? said Tristan, ?why do you call me lord? Am I not your liege and va.s.sal, to revere and serve and cherish you as my lady and Queen??

But Iseult answered, ?No, you know that you are my lord and my master, and I your slave. Ah, why did I not sharpen those wounds of the wounded singer, or let die that dragon-slayer in the gra.s.ses of the marsh? But then I did not know what now I know!?

?And what is it that you know, Iseult??

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