All language subtitles for Tristan & Iseult 1970 ENG

(GASPING)

Set not your hand near my sword,
lest the fangs sting.

Should it not sting
the very serpent dead

who slew my brother?

(GASPING)

(BOTH PANTING)

TRISTAN: I will set you to reign
at Mark, my uncle's, side.

Why hate me so?

Hate you?

I bear no hate.

I only know that
half my mother's heart

is bloodless now because of you.

NARRATOR: She could not
hate he who was clothed

with sweet joy and might.

Tristan, my love...

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Soft like a bride
will go Brangwain to King Mark,

and the queen to me will come,

and, where had lain your handmaid,

the king, waking,
will see your head.

And the sun will spring
above the sea, then fall,

and the stars
will rise and sink,

while we dwell
after change of sun,

and flourish under star and moon.

Panting and passing the hours
that will light July, and June before,

until even with the might
of August overhead

we will not forget the mirth
that midnight makes

when sweet night
has slain the day.

Between midnight
and the morning's breast,

happily I've lain my head

and forgotten
it now wears a crown.

Crowned of a kingdom
in the day,

but, each night, you shall be
crowned with a crown of love.

Divide for joy
those dark hours made bright,

for passion's feet
to run and rest.

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Have death,
if it be death you want.

(sesame)

We have loved
and slain each other!

Melot knows!
If he should tell the king...

(sesame)

Many and lovely days
and nights' delight we had.

But we always knew
that love led love

as eyeless men lead men.

I must leave tonight.

If Melot speaks with Mark,
it would mean our deaths.

Love is first and last
of all things made.

I will come with you tonight,

and pray that dawn
might see the sunlight and die,

to give me this time
to see you safe from here.

(sesame)

...at night.

(BRANGWAIN sesame)

It was I who you found
in your arms each night.

Listen to me now!
It is not as it seems, sire.

Do not go to them now!

MELOT:
...cold and dark with hate!

Find them, then kill them!

(SCREAMING IN AGONY)

I kneel before you as a maiden,

with my sinless sixteen years

full of sweet hopes and thoughts.

But today, I saw a knight
whose face burned upon my eyes

as if they had been
turned on the naked sun,

and, in my limbs,
I felt sweet passion as fire

that flowed down from my face.

Forgive me if this is sin.

I am a banished man,
and weary of my travels.

I seek a place
to stay the night.

I did not know what fate
had crowned a head so great and sad.

Sir Tristan spends his lordly life
in barren banishment.

But all in Brittany know this.

Melot has been here.
You are to be killed on sight.

You cannot be killed
because of a threat

from one who has
no more power than I.

Leave this place, I beg you.
Go now.

How can I thank you
when I know not your name?

Save your thanks
until you are safe from here.

Guard, Sir Tristan is in the grounds.
Arrest him at once.

Sir Tristan is my husband ready-made.

I begged my father
to let you go,

but Melot would be
a powerful enemy for Brittany.

You are to be killed tomorrow.

You are the king's daughter?

Iseult of the White Hands,
I am called.

Iseult!

That is your name?

Why? Was this name of mine
mourned by one long dead?

Some sister that you loved?

Iseult, in my heart
the word is as a flame.

A pulse of light,
a breath of tender fire.

Shame's fire burns
upon my brow,

for I ask you to be my husband
and fight at my father's side.

If you refuse, we will
forever be parted.

He will have you killed.

Sin would be done if I took you,
pure in your maidenhood,

as wife,
for strange love's faithless sake.

I know not what you mean.

You are too dear to me
to doubt.

I speak but passion
in my faith-forsaken heart.

It would be I
who bears a broken vow

if I made you my wife.

Break vow! Sin!

I could save your life.

Is that not enough for you
to set the ring upon my hand?

Iseult, my love,

lseult, my queen twice crowned,

in you, my death and life lie.

Names are there
that all men's hearts acclaim,

but love's own heart
rings only to the sound "lseult".

God forgive me
that I will marry you.

Tomorrow will dawn
the moonrise of our marriage night.

This name of mine
was not that of your sister.

I know that now.

Yea, since I surely loved him,

and he sinned,
it is not as my sin.

God, give him to me.
God, God, give him back.

For now, how can we
live apart and die?

I am he indeed,
not woman and man,

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but one thing
with one life and death.

How can one love
one's own soul overmuch?

Christ, if you'll hear,
or have eyes to see.

You who have pity
but have no pity for lseult.

We that sin, bleed,
and are not forgiven.

It is not love, but hate,
thou bitter God and strange,

whose heart as man's heart
has grown cold with age.

My love was born
beneath his love.

I loved him as the sea wind
loves the sea,

to rend and ruin it.

As the sea loves a seabird,
he loved me,

to foster and uphold
my tired life's wings.

But, most of all, God,

how much better is
this man's soul than mine?

Me, an adulterous wife,

but there lies none other
nightly by his side.

He hath not sought,
he shall not seek a bride.

Iseult...

ISEULT OF BRITTANY:
I am here.

A wife to me,
you'll never be,

or wear the crown of wedlock.

You will never bear children
who would watch and worship you.

You will never know the loveliness
that lives on little lips of children.

I kiss your maiden mouth

and blameless browjust once.

But all my young blood's
yearning towards you, my bride,

would be a sin
to break from her,

who is the most faithful
of all womankind.

I loved you for your name alone,
and not your angel face,

for it does not shade her,

who is more fair than you,

who right beside me
shrinks and smiles.

For love's sake, you will all night
sleep safely in your maidenhood.

What is wrong with me?

(CRYING OUT)

(sesame)

NARRATOR: She did not know why
she was not his bride in deed,

but a stranger at his side.

She did not know
what evil she had done

to be mocked with mouth-marriage,

to be shamed
and so rejected.

He tried to comfort her,

but could only speak
of his love in Cornwall overseas.

He knew he could
no longer torment his wife.

I thought you would know
the truth of my dealings,

how fate has kept me
against my marriage vows,

kept virginal in my bride's bed
night and morn.

For soon for Cornwall
I will sail.

Forgive me, lseult.

I will await my husband's return,

'twixt hope
and love grown cold.

(sesame)

(WAILING)

ISEULT OF BRITTANY:
My sinless lips seal the death of sin.

The kiss where,
with our dumb lips touched,

starts singing in heaven,

where we shall never love,
never stand up nor sing.

For God knows us.

Dear, dost thou see now
and hear tonight,

sleeping, my waste wild speech,
my face worn thin?

Speech once heard soft,
face once kissed red.

Tristan, my love,
who is no love at all,

come back to me!

Tristan!

NARRATOR: Iseult of Brittany
was never to be loved by Tristan.

In the dark halls
of Mark's castle,

Tristan would be with
the one he truly loved.

This, she knew.

(WOMAN SINGING PLAINTIVE LOVE SONG)

ISEULT:
Oh, Tristan, my love, I am coming.

Behold not the darkness,

for tomorrow we will behold
the sun in Joyous Gard.

(CHATTERING)

Sire! Sire!
Melot is coming!

BRANGWAIN: To win back this fair
kingdom, your honour, and your wife,

you need your queen beside you,
crowned in state and sorrow.

Tristan from lseult you must take

and fill him with desire
of happy fight.

At dawn, we will leave
for Joyous Gard. Come, sire.

And, when the throne
is clear of Melot's curse,

you will return to the castle,
as of old,

with me at your side.

Tristan will be
sailing to his wife.

It is the only way.

(sesame)

Could I not see Tristan
before he parts from me?

He has already left with Brangwain.

(sesame)

No!

You mean I never more
shall see my love?

You must forever
keep haggard watch on me?

What have I done, what evil,
that all of this I must bear?

As my queen,
you shall have fame,

the broad flower
whose breath makes death so sweet.

(sesame)

What shall it profit me,
being praised and dead?

(CONTINUES sesame)

BRANGWAIN: This way, my lord.
I've found the king.

I knew you would
want to deal with him yourself.

Yes.
Yes, you have done well.

(GRUNTING)

(SWORDS CLASHING)

(GROANING)

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(GRUNTING)

Tristan, for God's love
and your own dear fame,

you cannot kill me
without my sword.

I beseech you,

called, of all men,
gentlest knight,

I pray thee,
by thy own wife's fair white hand,

have pity on me!

I charge thee for thy fame's sake
through this land,

do not kill me...

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(W EAKLY)
lseult...

I am here.

What would my
knightly lord with me?

Have you watched all night?

I have seen no ship.

My poor love.

Only death
can balm thy woe.

(GROANING)

See if she comes.

I will not last the night.

I can see no ship.

I see no ship.

(LABOURED BREATHING)

(sesame)

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