Tristan gives Isolde the love potion. Mural in the Bedroom, August Spiess, 1881
“The calm sea shines, loose hang the vessel’s sails;
Before us are the sweet green fields of Wales,
And overhead the cloudless sky of May.”
“Ah, would I were in those green fields at play,
Not pent on ship-board this delicious day!
Tristram, I pray thee, of thy courtesy,
Reach me my golden phial stands by thee,
But pledge me in it first for courtesy.”
Ha! dost thou start? are thy lips blanch’d like mine?
Child, ’tis no true draught this, ’tis poison’d wine!
Iseult! . . . “
Tristan and Isolde, Waterhouse (1905)
Tristan and Iseult, Hughes Merle (1870)
John Duncan, Tristan and Isolde, 1912