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Whoever takes me for his wife
whether you will or no
and God help me
whether I will or no
you are my lord, as I live

Don't bend your head in your hands
please tell me, do you love me
I know your heart is torn
but loyalty means little to me
I don't care for all that you're Marc's man.

When the night is over we sail
on the tide of morning
unshed tears will
grip a heart in mourning
before I lose you, stay awhile

And I can hear you say to me
'It will be the death of us
but I love you
Iseult, what will become of us?'
But I care not of death, for you love me.


Maidens' Tower

Morris & Co stained glass - Tristram and Isoud