"As singing sword and thunder..." Not many know this, but Sir Tristan was actually one of the greatest archers of the Round Table. His bow was enchanted and was literally named Failnaught because it never missed its mark.
about the 'entwined' bit at the end, after tristan and isolt died, tristan's wife regretted her jealousy and allowed the two to be buried next to one another two rose trees were planted on their graves, white for tristan and red for isolt (i think) these two trees, containing their 'spirits' grew together and eventually entwined, producing a single tree with both red and white roses or so the legend goes
As an Arthurian fan, I adore reading through the differentiating tales and legends that spring forth from such beautiful music as this song. Another form of this particular tale tells of the two being buried side by side, however King Marcus, Tristan's uncle, of whom Isolde was to be wed, was furious at the fact he was betrayed by the man closest to him. The tale says that Marcus was so bitter that he ordered the branches cut apart from eachother three times, and three times they entertwined even stronger than the previous times. After the third and final time his soldiers tore them apart without success, Marcus let them be and took solace in the fact that the gods had taken favor upon Tristan and Isolde to be together even after departing from this world. Truly, a spectacular and sorrowful tale.
Overnight The legend of the roses is that the Irish Brier thorn and the Cornish red rose became one and produced a hardy rose with thorns which is the European symbol of love.
Well, in the version Heather wrote in her songbook, "The Legends of Arthur", Tristan married Blanchmaine because she looked like Isolt. There was even a statue of Blanchmaine in the garden and Tristan would spend all day staring at it because, of course, it looked like his true love. Their marriage seemed purely political, but I also think Blanchmaine really loved Tristan, and he married her because she reminded him of Isolt,
This has to be one of my favotite songs., Heather has a lovely voice. And the lyrics.... I wish i had enoough talent to actualy sing this. I love it. its sad but so romantic.
I just read through all 150 Comments and it is so cool getting the literary/history lesson that the comments provide. This song is honestly as good as any song I have ever heard. I love Rock and some Country but there is so much more to music than those genre's. Celtic is my favorite and for those who like this style I recommend checking out Loreena McKennitt and the song Lady of Shallott another Arthurian tale.
This song makes me cry almost every time I hear it. Heather's voice mirrors the heartbreak and passion of this romantically tragic story so perfectly, it just brings me to tears .
i did that once, when my english teacher was talking about King Arthur! I was so surprised that I was the only one who know most of the stories! They had only heard the name, but never learned the story!
God, no matter how many times I hear this, it always gives me cold chills. I especially love the part about when Isolt's ship arrives. So powerful! Thanks for uploading this.
I thought I knew this story completely but as I find out more I realize the genius and research that had to go into writing this song. I'm amazed at this work of art created by Heather Dale.
No. She just lied to Tristan about the color of the sails Isolt hoisted. Isolt basically just died of a broken heart, from what I can tell. I feel bad for Blanchmaine in the story. It sounds like she had genuine feelings for Tristan and yet he only married her because she was the spitting image of Isolt. And to top it off, he never consummated his relationship with her because all he could think of was Isolt. I don't blame her, either, for being jealous.
@UreiNeko in the actual story she tells him, after seeing the white sails, that to her heart they may as well be black as pitch. But he mistakes her to mean that they actually are black, not just that she is heartbroken that his lover has come for him, and dies.
In fact, she's probably meant to be called Isolt in this song as well: to differentiate them, Tristan's wife was generally called "Isolt of the White Hands" or "Isolt au Blanches Mains" in Malory. So essentially she's just being called by her unofficial title, white hands.
Marie V Lancelot and Guinevere aren't a tragic romance, if follow it canonically Lancelot is a adulterous lecher who destroyed Arthur and Guinevere's marriage, or you can see it as Lancelot and Guinevere having a close non-romantic relationship that Mordred twisted to destroy Arthur's trust in his two biggest supports. Whatever theory you prescribe to Lancelot at best acted inappropriately and at worst betrayed Arthur and the kingdom as a whole.
Cailean Ireland If we're gonna blame one of the good guys, ultimately it was Gawain's fault, as he was the one who took Arthur's armies to vainly siege Joyous Gard, dying in the process, giving Mordred the opportunity to attempt to seize power
@TheFallOfDemise The name changes with each varient. The legend is so old and told in so many places written translated misinterpreted that the names shift. Isolde was the saxon spelling of the gaelic Isolt. french latin ECT it changes with each translation originally I believe it was Iseult originally. Isolde was the popularized spelling via the German Opera
So I really don't know this story but heres what im getting from the song and may queen put together: Tristain is sent to get his best friend's betrothed, isolde. They fall in love by some spell (unconsenting lips makes me think neither of them were really in on it) have a fun night and then she goes back to the guy and Tristain feels bad for betraying his friend and leaves gets married and finds he cant love his wife because he still loves isolde he gets poisined and needs isolde to fix that for some reason and if her flag is white shell help him if its black she isnt coming. In his poison ramblings he mentions his love for isolde and his wife puts 2 and 2 together and gets jealous. So even though the flag is white she tells him its black and both the fact that hes been poisoned and the fact that isolde didn't want to see him killed him meanwhile isolde is booking to see him finds him dead and dies of grief herself but there is probably some constellation about them or something. Need I say better love story than twilight?
You have the gist of the story. The 'unconsenting lips' part comes from the fact that Iseult, an Irish Princess was sent to be married to King Mark of Cornwall. Along with her dowery was sent a love potion, to help Iseult and Mark to make a good marriage. On the voyage to Cornwall, Tristan and Iseult got thirsty, and drank the potion. They had the trip to spend together, and then Iseult had to marry Mark. Tristan left his uncle's court to pursue military action and as was custom in Bretagne, he was given Blanchemains (white hands) for his wife.. in another version she's known as Iseult of the White Hands. the rest goes much like the song in one version of the tale.
I find it so intriguing how so many stories and songs get different versions and interpretations. This tale is very similar to the song of "Barabara Allen", which had a man on his sickbed whose only hope was the love of Barbara Allen, but she claims that he had slighted her, and that she would not accept his love. When she learned of his death, she died of guilt, and they were buried near each other, the thorns of Barabara Allen combining with the flowers of the ailing man. Much how Tristan's Rose and Isolts Briar combined after their deaths.
By the way, Isolt is another form of the Celtic Iseult, which is the origin of the name Isolde. So it is correct in the song if you consider that Isolt is from Ireland, which is a Celtic country.
@JinxedInks In Le Morte d' Arthur he married Isode but was in Love with Iseult. He never slept with Isode. They both healed him from nearly fatal wounds.
A friend of mine once asked me what my favorite love story was, to which I immediately replied "Tristan and Iseult". She had never heard of them, and said she had expected me to say Romeo and Juliet. As if their story was as full of passion and anguish as this.
Actually it was they literally felt they had to die to be together when their whole family basically said they were young naive idiots and her parents literally threatened to toss their own daughter out into the streets just because she didn't want to be in a forced marriage and everything Romeo did he somehow did something wrong and piled more trouble on himself thus further separating them I think both stories have equal passion honestly :) please don't be angry I'm only describing how it makes me feel
I found this song after reading the joseph bedier novel! They're very much alike, except Blanchmane is ALSO named Isolde/Isolt in that book, unlike in this song.
@TheFallOfDemise Actually there are several ways to spell her name I've seen Isolte, Isault, Isolde, and Isoulde all three. It depends on the translation coming from La Morte D'Arthur, or whether it comes from the Gaelic tales, or various other old english versions. There are also a few spellings of Tristan, Tristin, Trystan, Tristen. This story is one of many Knights of the Round Table and his tragic love.
I don't know if Blanchmaine resembled Isolt or not. Back then though, Blanchmaine was basically a gift to Tristan and it would have been considered rude not to accept, especially as Blanchmaine's father was of higher rank. It would be like spitting in his face. I think the best way to put it is that It might have been purely political. We think about it so differently now than they did back then. I don't think we'll ever really know. Of course, this is speculation. Please correct me if I'm wrong
Tristan was from Lyonesse, some people think this was The Scilly Isles which was a centre of trade between continental Europe and the British Isles, also Ireland. In the Celtic custom he was sent to his uncle King Mark of Cornwall. King Mark was subject to King Arthur. The history blends into mythology, but it is based on fact. A look at the Celtic tribes and there tradition of sending sons away and keeping daughters at home. Basically you sent your sons to be warriors, but your daughters could make strong bonds also, they were a way of strengthening bond in clan, tribe, nation
Tristan is my namesake. When i die, the first thing, well maybe not the first but close, is I'm going to look at the man and change and ask. "Hey. Where's sir Tristan the knight? ._. I need to know the full story."
As a kid I read all these stories, I read them to my grandchildren now. We are a familly of honour, we do no one wrong but we will fight for what is right. I know my sons would fight like Hector, Achilles, or gwalkmai for the right
@buznuz1 not to mention the one in which Tristan is only a teenager when he falls in love with his uncles wife, and in turn his uncle sends him into war under the command of arthur. There he falls in love with Elaine of Astolat and gets a second chance at happiness.
So ZombieSlayerofDoom is just a nickname? Damnit, and here I thought you had the most awesome parents ever. The good news is that the name is available for my own child.
The name has many, many spellings. The ones i know are: Isolde, Isault, Isolt, Isaud, and Isaude. Tristan is more commonly known as Tristram. It is Marhaus or Marhault of Marholt. Blanchemaine means White Hands ans she has also been called Isault (or a variant) of the White Hands.
Actually, Isolt was to be married to King Mark, and so her mother gave her a love potion to make the marriage a happy one. A servent accidently gave it to them when they asked for wine, so they fell in love. Isolt still married Mark, but Tristan and her still loved eachother. Then there was a lot of secret meetings, a dwarf or two, some nasty lords and a lot of character basterdization on Tristans part. Tristan was very differnt before the mediveal poets got their claws in him.
Just a question. Wasn't Blanchemaine actually Blancheflore who was Tristan's mother? I ask this because the tales I've read and heard say that Tristan actually married Iseult due to how close her name was to Isolde. (Spelling varry)
We need to tell our children all these stories, mostly they are about honour! I read to my children, Achilles and Hectar, Chingatchkuk and Uncas, Gawain and the Green Night. my children are the best,
so just out of curiosity how was Tristan an active and know member of the round tale while all this was gong on? oh, and a bard? m afraid tend to get all my time lines mixed up...
sukamysia > Tristram is born in Cornwall as a Prince > He's pretty chill guy, learns the harp and plays it better than anyone else, also learns how to fight cause he's a Royal so he has to. > His Uncle / Guardian sends him to Ireland on a quest to fetch Isolt, the princess his Uncle intends to marry > Young Tristram is like "fuck yeah adventure!" and sets off to make his Uncle proud > He gets to Ireland and meets Isholt and they're immediately attracted to one another > They get to know one another on their way back and at some point a faire being tricks them by giving them love potions in their cups > Their already love at first sight is now turned into the most painful maddening love. > But Tristram loves his Uncle too and is a good Christian who wants to make good choices so #dealswithit. > Tristram brings Isolt to his Uncle and they get married and its all political and good for the kingdom. Huzzah. > He's so hurt by their marriage he can't play the harp anymore, he's too sad and thus, Tristram breaks his harp's strings in sadness. > Tristram meets Sir Dinodain (he's the carefree and funny knight of the round table, basically Tristram's opposite) and decides to join his D&D team in Camelot to forget his lost love Isolt. > He becomes a badass knight and so "Sir Tristram" is born. > Cause he's famous now, he's offered a wife by his higher ranking officer and Tristram wanting to follow his group's rule of chivalry can't refuse because it would be rude, so he shrugs and accepts. > Then he finds out she looks just like his lost love Isolt and freaks out a bit cause on one hand he likes this and on the other he hates this. > Tristram marries her and then continues fighting and tries to avoid her, but sometimes he visits this statue of her because the statue looks like Isolt and he pretends it's her and talks to it because he's still love crazy. > Tristram's wife is upset because he won't consummate their marriage and instead ignores her and she can't understand why. > In Tristram's mind, he wants to be a good honest Christian and will stay a virgin until he truly loves his wife, but this can't happen because he's too madly in love with Isolt who he can't be with, so he just stays chaste in the name of chivalry as a coping mechanism. > Meanwhile the Knights of the Round Table are in a bad bad state cause Lancelot has taken Arthur's wife with him to his castle in France after the team found out about their affair and tried to sentence him to death. Yikes. > Sir Gwain's son (sometimes his brothers, but usually his son) is accidentally murdered by Lancelot during his escape, so he has a vendetta and convinces Arthur to start a war with France to get Lancelot to pay for his crimes. > Arthur agrees and so he, Sir Gwain, Sir Galahad (Lancelot's son who was conceived when his giant mother Elaine raped Lancelot), Sir Percival (the original Holy Grail knight before Galahad was written into the story now reduced to Arthur's friend), and of course "Mister-avoid-my-wife" Sir Tristram all head to France to get him back. > Sir Mordred (the child of Morgaine who is usually Arthur's nephew and in this story his arch nemesis) decides to stay home and takes the throne whilst the boys are out of town, completing Merlin's prediction and causing the fall of Camalot. > Gwain dies in battle shortly after writing a letter to Lancelot saying he forgives him, but asking him to come home and pay for his crimes. > Arthur, his wife, and Lancelot all die and whilst Arthur and his wife are buried together, because Lancelot was a traitor and had no chivalry he's not allowed to be buried with his beloved. > Meanwhile, Tristram is bitten by a snake and is bedridden > He's delirious as fuck cause of the venom and tells his wife everything about his love for Isolt > His wife is rightfully envious af > Isolt is a healer and the only one who can save Sir Tristram's life so she sets on a boat to France asap > Tristram still high af on snake venom asks that she ONLY come to him if she loves him, otherwise, let him finally be at rest. > If her ship's sails are black, she's not in love, if they are white, she is. > They're white > Tristram's wife pulls the ultimate prank and tells him they're black > He dies > Isolt finds him dead and is so sad that she dies too > Tristram's wife feels pity and remorse and decides to bury them together in France > Sir Tristram is the last knight to die in the war between Arthur and Lancelot > Isolt's grave has an Irish thorn and Tristram a Cornish rose and these flowers breed together to produce a new kind > This is the Brier Rose, a rose that has thorns > It symbolises their love which was painful to behold and also their consummation in death. > In summery: Tristram was a Prince who became a Knight of Arthur's to avoid his feelings for a while before dying a virgin > Tristram is also my favourite Knight and I will fight anyone who says he's a bad boy because he is the purest and best boy.
@GaladedridDamodred: It could also be suggested that willingly courting and marrying a woman, and then having absolutely nothing to do with her, is also a very wicked and callous thing to do. Tristian only showed her attention because she reminded him of Isolt, but after they married wouldn't even kiss her.
Tristan and isolot is set in king authors mythology/or truth whichever you perfer. Tristan was givin a love potion by his fathers/uncles(i dont remember which) wife, but it was ment for his fathers/uncle. So then tristan and isolot were bacially due to accident fell in love.
such a tragic love story! make me wanna cry. i donno if i feel more for poor tristan or for blanchmaine... but i feel like tristan just did what he thought right. he didn't love blanchmaine so he didn't lie to her about it... tho blanchmaine... i really do understand why'd she do such a wicked evil thing... was isolt's husband dead by then?
@tristano87 Hey Tristan check out my username. Anyway there are many spellings depending on which legend you read. I am reading Le Morte d' Arthur and the names are Tristram and Iseult. The first way I ever saw the names used the Isolt spelling and I loved this song so much I chose it for my user name.
here are the lyrics who knows not the tragedy of tristan and isolt? the fair haired cornish harper whose hands held steel and strings? and ireland's greatest treasure, born like helen and crossed the water. while the waves bowed before her beauty all who’ve heard the telling know the blind and bitter fates placed the cup of loves sweet poison to unconsenting lips and asd plank fell home to timber, and the king beheld his lady carols rang within the church and seagulls screamed all the harpers labourers on their agonies of passion unfulfilled and ever straining like lodestones to the north but few will ever mention how the cold breath of the northlands let them lie at last as one without deceit when tristan could no longer bear the shame of guilty conscience he took ship to far bretagne, half hearted and bereft he cast aside the music, cut the strings which brought him joy and took solace in the fury of the field praise grew up around him like the corn around a boulder as cornishman did battle with demons in and out. in singing the sword and thunder tristan vainly sought distraction yet she whispered in the silence of the slain in the way of warriors rewarding noble heroes fairest blanchmaine of the bretons was given for his wife but blanchmaine knew no pleasure from her cold and grieving husband for the marble face of memory was his bride in that time the country was beset with edens serpents and the bases of all creatures can bring the highest low two poisons corsed within him and none could be his savior but the healing arts of ireland and isolt wings of hope departed struggling north against the tempest with tender words entreating for mercy and for grace if his love no longer moved her, hoist the black into the rigging but if white brought them together he would wait daylight creeping downward tristans demons massed against him and the words of his delusions brought hidden love to light while the woman he had married but to whom he’d givin nothing sat her long and jealous vigil by his side morning framed the answer walking lightly o’er the water like christ’s own victory banner, it flew toward the shore it was white as angels raiments, but when feebly he begged her fairest blanchmaine softly told him “tis of night” who can say which venom took the soul from tristans body and the bells began their tolling as isolt ran up the strand the wind grew slow and silent as she wept upon her lover and in gentleness it took her grief away side by side they laid them with the earth their separation even yet they were divided by the mortals of the world but their spirits spiralled upwards, ireland's briar and cornwall’s rose and together at last they lay entwined
who knows not the tragedy of tristan and isolt? the fair haired cornish harper whose hands held steel and strings? and ireland's greatest treasure, born like helen and crossed the water. while the waves bowed before her beauty all who’ve heard the telling know the blind and bitter fates placed the cup of loves sweet poison to unconsenting lips and asd plank fell home to timber, and the king beheld his lady carols rang within the church and seagulls screamed all the harpers labourers on their agonies of passion unfulfilled and ever straining like lodestones to the north but few will ever mention how the cold breath of the northlands let them lie at last as one without deceit when tristan could no longer bear the shame of guilty conscience he took ship to far bretagne, half hearted and bereft he cast aside the music, cut the strings which brought him joy and took solace in the fury of the field praise grew up around him like the corn around a boulder as cornishman did battle with demons in and out. in singing the sword and thunder tristan vainly sought distraction yet she whispered in the silence of the slain in the way of warriors rewarding noble heroes fairest blanchmaine of the bretons was given for his wife but blanchmaine knew no pleasure from her cold and grieving husband for the marble face of memory was his bride in that time the country was beset with edens serpents and the bases of all creatures can bring the highest low two poisons corsed within him and none could be his savior but the healing arts of ireland and isolt wings of hope departed struggling north against the tempest with tender words entreating for mercy and for grace if his love no longer moved her, hoist the black into the rigging but if white brought them together he would wait daylight creeping downward tristans demons massed against him and the words of his delusions brought hidden love to light while the woman he had married but to whom he’d givin nothing sat her long and jealous vigil by his side morning framed the answer walking lightly o’er the water like christ’s own victory banner, it flew toward the shore it was white as angels raiments, but when feebly he begged her fairest blanchmaine softly told him “tis of night” who can say which venom took the soul from tristans body and the bells began their tolling as isolt ran up the strand the wind grew slow and silent as she wept upon her lover and in gentleness it took her grief away side by side they laid them with the earth their separation even yet they were divided by the mortals of the world but their spirits spiralled upwards, ireland's briar and cornwall’s rose and together at last they lay entwined
When I was in 5th or 6th grade I had a crush for a guy in my class. He found himself a girlfriend, he propably broke up later. We don' t see each other now, even though we live close to each other. He still appears in my dreams sometimes and I don' t understand it. So, we all have interesting love stories...
you can still believe in magic. Heck, some people believe that there are parallel universes, unicorns, and fairies (faeries too). I'd like to believe that there is magic of some kind, not necessarily the stereotypical witchcraft magic....guess I should be prepared fro criticism now lol.
He was a harper, a guy who plays the harp and who loved music but was also a knight. Kind of like a warrior poet. I've not read into the legends into a while, some one should correct me if I'm wrong.
i am not ment to be in the modurn world lol...i shoulda been born in the 14 centery england...where there was still a chance of magic and a hope for something truly special
"As singing sword and thunder..."
Not many know this, but Sir Tristan was actually one of the greatest archers of the Round Table. His bow was enchanted and was literally named Failnaught because it never missed its mark.
about the 'entwined' bit at the end,
after tristan and isolt died, tristan's wife regretted her jealousy and allowed the two to be buried next to one another
two rose trees were planted on their graves, white for tristan and red for isolt (i think)
these two trees, containing their 'spirits' grew together and eventually entwined, producing a single tree with both red and white roses
or so the legend goes
Thanks for sharing. That adds a lot to the song and legend for me.
As an Arthurian fan, I adore reading through the differentiating tales and legends that spring forth from such beautiful music as this song. Another form of this particular tale tells of the two being buried side by side, however King Marcus, Tristan's uncle, of whom Isolde was to be wed, was furious at the fact he was betrayed by the man closest to him. The tale says that Marcus was so bitter that he ordered the branches cut apart from eachother three times, and three times they entertwined even stronger than the previous times. After the third and final time his soldiers tore them apart without success, Marcus let them be and took solace in the fact that the gods had taken favor upon Tristan and Isolde to be together even after departing from this world.
Truly, a spectacular and sorrowful tale.
+boxindoxin
didnt know that answers so much thank you
Overnight The legend of the roses is that the Irish Brier thorn and the Cornish red rose became one and produced a hardy rose with thorns which is the European symbol of love.
Well, in the version Heather wrote in her songbook, "The Legends of Arthur", Tristan married Blanchmaine because she looked like Isolt. There was even a statue of Blanchmaine in the garden and Tristan would spend all day staring at it because, of course, it looked like his true love. Their marriage seemed purely political, but I also think Blanchmaine really loved Tristan, and he married her because she reminded him of Isolt,
"The marble face of memory was his bride"
a reference to this perhaps?
This is so beautifully sad and bittersweet. I cry every time I hear it. Her voice conveys the sorrow wonderfully. Keep being awesome Heather.
+Shelby S.
took years to stop crying for me but now i hardly can
This has to be one of my favotite songs., Heather has a lovely voice. And the lyrics.... I wish i had enoough talent to actualy sing this. I love it. its sad but so romantic.
I just read through all 150 Comments and it is so cool getting the literary/history lesson that the comments provide. This song is honestly as good as any song I have ever heard. I love Rock and some Country but there is so much more to music than those genre's. Celtic is my favorite and for those who like this style I recommend checking out Loreena McKennitt and the song Lady of Shallott another Arthurian tale.
This song makes me cry almost every time I hear it. Heather's voice mirrors the heartbreak and passion of this romantically tragic story so perfectly, it just brings me to tears .
This is my favorite song of all the 21 years I've lived.
Thanks for just being you Heather. You'r unique.
i did that once, when my english teacher was talking about King Arthur! I was so surprised that I was the only one who know most of the stories! They had only heard the name, but never learned the story!
I'm not usually for romantic tales but I really enjoy how Heather Dale portrays them :)
Heather Dale sounds much like a Bard . She has great talent.
This song is a stunning masterpiece! 💖I just don't know how Heather gets thru it without choking up, I sure can't! 😍💖
God, no matter how many times I hear this, it always gives me cold chills. I especially love the part about when Isolt's ship arrives. So powerful! Thanks for uploading this.
I simply adore this song and the story, one of my favorites. It actually makes me cry because its so beautiful
I love Heather Dale and this is Heather at her very best.
totally agreed I'd sooner my daughter listen to things like this then the squaking that goes on even on the radio
This is my favorite of Heather Dale's songs. Its epic :D
Great musical tribute to this wonderful legend. Thanks Heather !
I thought I knew this story completely but as I find out more I realize the genius and research that had to go into writing this song. I'm amazed at this work of art created by Heather Dale.
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I found their story, and i fell in absolute love with it! Nothing can beat it as a love story.
No. She just lied to Tristan about the color of the sails Isolt hoisted. Isolt basically just died of a broken heart, from what I can tell. I feel bad for Blanchmaine in the story. It sounds like she had genuine feelings for Tristan and yet he only married her because she was the spitting image of Isolt. And to top it off, he never consummated his relationship with her because all he could think of was Isolt. I don't blame her, either, for being jealous.
i love this story and i love the song. she portrayed their love and story very well
So beautiful, this song tells the legend perfectly.
I wanted the movie and fell in love with their story.
Ahh, I love this. Beautiful song, thanks for the send.
Απίστευτο κομμάτι,με μοναδικούς στίχους..
Απόλυτα κατάλληλο για ένα τόσο υπέροχο θρύλο..
@UreiNeko in the actual story she tells him, after seeing the white sails, that to her heart they may as well be black as pitch. But he mistakes her to mean that they actually are black, not just that she is heartbroken that his lover has come for him, and dies.
beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!
thx!!!!!!
Just one Word: Beautiful!
I've got tears streaming down my face :(
I realy like their music
her songs make me want to cry!!!T-T
In fact, she's probably meant to be called Isolt in this song as well: to differentiate them, Tristan's wife was generally called "Isolt of the White Hands" or "Isolt au Blanches Mains" in Malory. So essentially she's just being called by her unofficial title, white hands.
You know, I really like the way you did these lyrics. The fading is nice, the font is pretty... great way to frame up an awesome song. :-D
Tristan and Isolt, Helene and Paris, Guinevere and Lancelot, and of course Romeo and Juliet all of which are tragic romances.
+Marie V
yeah like they say history will always repeat its self
kinda does repeat look and see
Tristan and Isolt, Helene and Paris, Guinevere and Lancelot, and of course Romeo and Juliet
Marie V Lancelot and Guinevere aren't a tragic romance, if follow it canonically Lancelot is a adulterous lecher who destroyed Arthur and Guinevere's marriage, or you can see it as Lancelot and Guinevere having a close non-romantic relationship that Mordred twisted to destroy Arthur's trust in his two biggest supports. Whatever theory you prescribe to Lancelot at best acted inappropriately and at worst betrayed Arthur and the kingdom as a whole.
Cailean Ireland If we're gonna blame one of the good guys, ultimately it was Gawain's fault, as he was the one who took Arthur's armies to vainly siege Joyous Gard, dying in the process, giving Mordred the opportunity to attempt to seize power
But we should really stick to blaming Mordred, as he was the architect of all this
@TheFallOfDemise The name changes with each varient. The legend is so old and told in so many places written translated misinterpreted that the names shift. Isolde was the saxon spelling of the gaelic Isolt. french latin ECT it changes with each translation originally I believe it was Iseult originally. Isolde was the popularized spelling via the German Opera
So I really don't know this story but heres what im getting from the song and may queen put together: Tristain is sent to get his best friend's betrothed, isolde. They fall in love by some spell (unconsenting lips makes me think neither of them were really in on it) have a fun night and then she goes back to the guy and Tristain feels bad for betraying his friend and leaves gets married and finds he cant love his wife because he still loves isolde he gets poisined and needs isolde to fix that for some reason and if her flag is white shell help him if its black she isnt coming. In his poison ramblings he mentions his love for isolde and his wife puts 2 and 2 together and gets jealous. So even though the flag is white she tells him its black and both the fact that hes been poisoned and the fact that isolde didn't want to see him killed him meanwhile isolde is booking to see him finds him dead and dies of grief herself but there is probably some constellation about them or something.
Need I say better love story than twilight?
You have the gist of the story. The 'unconsenting lips' part comes from the fact that Iseult, an Irish Princess was sent to be married to King Mark of Cornwall. Along with her dowery was sent a love potion, to help Iseult and Mark to make a good marriage. On the voyage to Cornwall, Tristan and Iseult got thirsty, and drank the potion. They had the trip to spend together, and then Iseult had to marry Mark. Tristan left his uncle's court to pursue military action and as was custom in Bretagne, he was given Blanchemains (white hands) for his wife.. in another version she's known as Iseult of the White Hands. the rest goes much like the song in one version of the tale.
I like this song because my name is Tristan and it makes me sound cool
This is one heck of a sad story.
I find it so intriguing how so many stories and songs get different versions and interpretations. This tale is very similar to the song of "Barabara Allen", which had a man on his sickbed whose only hope was the love of Barbara Allen, but she claims that he had slighted her, and that she would not accept his love. When she learned of his death, she died of guilt, and they were buried near each other, the thorns of Barabara Allen combining with the flowers of the ailing man. Much how Tristan's Rose and Isolts Briar combined after their deaths.
She has 'Tarnish Silver' which is Morgana's feelings while she finds Arthur wounded and before she takes him to Avalon.
Shakespeare, eat your heart out.
Shakespeare was not the only one to write tragic romances. Medieval england has plenty of them.
@@TheCarrot11 I didn't say he was
Way to go. Awesome.
this song is amazing! Thanks for uploading!!!
By the way, Isolt is another form of the Celtic Iseult, which is the origin of the name Isolde. So it is correct in the song if you consider that Isolt is from Ireland, which is a Celtic country.
Why is there no ADORE button?? Love Heather!
This is beautifully heart breaking.
@JinxedInks In Le Morte d' Arthur he married Isode but was in Love with Iseult. He never slept with Isode. They both healed him from nearly fatal wounds.
A friend of mine once asked me what my favorite love story was, to which I immediately replied "Tristan and Iseult". She had never heard of them, and said she had expected me to say Romeo and Juliet. As if their story was as full of passion and anguish as this.
Actually it was they literally felt they had to die to be together when their whole family basically said they were young naive idiots and her parents literally threatened to toss their own daughter out into the streets just because she didn't want to be in a forced marriage and everything Romeo did he somehow did something wrong and piled more trouble on himself thus further separating them I think both stories have equal passion honestly :) please don't be angry I'm only describing how it makes me feel
I found this song after reading the joseph bedier novel! They're very much alike, except Blanchmane is ALSO named Isolde/Isolt in that book, unlike in this song.
The story how I remember it is they were already in love before the love potion and the potion just reinforced it.
@TheFallOfDemise
Actually there are several ways to spell her name I've seen Isolte, Isault, Isolde, and Isoulde all three. It depends on the translation coming from La Morte D'Arthur, or whether it comes from the Gaelic tales, or various other old english versions. There are also a few spellings of Tristan, Tristin, Trystan, Tristen. This story is one of many Knights of the Round Table and his tragic love.
(Sorry I took so long to reply) Oh I really enjoyed the book! I strongly recomend it. It's a good story; very like this song.
this is so beautiful. I'm sitting in class trying not to cry.
+Lady Aviendha Winchester
same but it gets easier each time cause your ready for the sadness
it is a tragic story but my heart goes out to Blanchmaine more then the other two.
I don't know if Blanchmaine resembled Isolt or not. Back then though, Blanchmaine was basically a gift to Tristan and it would have been considered rude not to accept, especially as Blanchmaine's father was of higher rank. It would be like spitting in his face. I think the best way to put it is that It might have been purely political. We think about it so differently now than they did back then. I don't think we'll ever really know. Of course, this is speculation. Please correct me if I'm wrong
Tristan was from Lyonesse, some people think this was The Scilly Isles which was a centre of trade between continental Europe and the British Isles, also Ireland. In the Celtic custom he was sent to his uncle King Mark of Cornwall. King Mark was subject to King Arthur. The history blends into mythology, but it is based on fact. A look at the Celtic tribes and there tradition of sending sons away and keeping daughters at home. Basically you sent your sons to be warriors, but your daughters could make strong bonds also, they were a way of strengthening bond in clan, tribe, nation
Tristan is my namesake. When i die, the first thing, well maybe not the first but close, is I'm going to look at the man and change and ask.
"Hey. Where's sir Tristan the knight? ._. I need to know the full story."
As a kid I read all these stories, I read them to my grandchildren now. We are a familly of honour, we do no one wrong but we will fight for what is right. I know my sons would fight like Hector, Achilles, or gwalkmai for the right
@buznuz1 not to mention the one in which Tristan is only a teenager when he falls in love with his uncles wife, and in turn his uncle sends him into war under the command of arthur. There he falls in love with Elaine of Astolat and gets a second chance at happiness.
Wow. I didn't know that.....I've been trying to find the story to read it, but I couldn't. Now I feel bad. Thanks for letting me know that.
So ZombieSlayerofDoom is just a nickname? Damnit, and here I thought you had the most awesome parents ever. The good news is that the name is available for my own child.
I'm not much of a fan with bitter sweet endings but this was good:)
The name has many, many spellings. The ones i know are: Isolde, Isault, Isolt, Isaud, and Isaude. Tristan is more commonly known as Tristram. It is Marhaus or Marhault of Marholt. Blanchemaine means White Hands ans she has also been called Isault (or a variant) of the White Hands.
we all feel like that sadly
This is one of the saddest stories in existance...
Actually, Isolt was to be married to King Mark, and so her mother gave her a love potion to make the marriage a happy one. A servent accidently gave it to them when they asked for wine, so they fell in love. Isolt still married Mark, but Tristan and her still loved eachother. Then there was a lot of secret meetings, a dwarf or two, some nasty lords and a lot of character basterdization on Tristans part.
Tristan was very differnt before the mediveal poets got their claws in him.
Nefferduat didn't the medieval poets basically turn him from a chaste chivalry holding knight to a fuck boy?
Just a question. Wasn't Blanchemaine actually Blancheflore who was Tristan's mother? I ask this because the tales I've read and heard say that Tristan actually married Iseult due to how close her name was to Isolde. (Spelling varry)
What did you think of the Joesph Bedier book? I really want to read it, I wondered what your opinion was of it. x
We need to tell our children all these stories, mostly they are about honour! I read to my children, Achilles and Hectar, Chingatchkuk and Uncas, Gawain and the Green Night. my children are the best,
@JinxedInks Thanks for clearing that up. And I couldn't even tell english wasn't your first language. :D Thanks again.
iv never felt like i belong where i am, but im not ungrateful.
you can buy her stuff at cdbaby and i think soundclick too.
There still is. You just have to know where to look.
could you please please please send me the lyrics? **
thank you very much indeed.
@Tristankarim well done
@hikarathefox depends on the version of Arthurian legends you go by
@moonflame232 midsummer nights dream or romeo and juliet?
so just out of curiosity how was Tristan an active and know member of the round tale while all this was gong on? oh, and a bard? m afraid tend to get all my time lines mixed up...
sukamysia
> Tristram is born in Cornwall as a Prince
> He's pretty chill guy, learns the harp and plays it better than anyone else, also learns how to fight cause he's a Royal so he has to.
> His Uncle / Guardian sends him to Ireland on a quest to fetch Isolt, the princess his Uncle intends to marry
> Young Tristram is like "fuck yeah adventure!" and sets off to make his Uncle proud
> He gets to Ireland and meets Isholt and they're immediately attracted to one another
> They get to know one another on their way back and at some point a faire being tricks them by giving them love potions in their cups
> Their already love at first sight is now turned into the most painful maddening love.
> But Tristram loves his Uncle too and is a good Christian who wants to make good choices so #dealswithit.
> Tristram brings Isolt to his Uncle and they get married and its all political and good for the kingdom. Huzzah.
> He's so hurt by their marriage he can't play the harp anymore, he's too sad and thus, Tristram breaks his harp's strings in sadness.
> Tristram meets Sir Dinodain (he's the carefree and funny knight of the round table, basically Tristram's opposite) and decides to join his D&D team in Camelot to forget his lost love Isolt.
> He becomes a badass knight and so "Sir Tristram" is born.
> Cause he's famous now, he's offered a wife by his higher ranking officer and Tristram wanting to follow his group's rule of chivalry can't refuse because it would be rude, so he shrugs and accepts.
> Then he finds out she looks just like his lost love Isolt and freaks out a bit cause on one hand he likes this and on the other he hates this.
> Tristram marries her and then continues fighting and tries to avoid her, but sometimes he visits this statue of her because the statue looks like Isolt and he pretends it's her and talks to it because he's still love crazy.
> Tristram's wife is upset because he won't consummate their marriage and instead ignores her and she can't understand why.
> In Tristram's mind, he wants to be a good honest Christian and will stay a virgin until he truly loves his wife, but this can't happen because he's too madly in love with Isolt who he can't be with, so he just stays chaste in the name of chivalry as a coping mechanism.
> Meanwhile the Knights of the Round Table are in a bad bad state cause Lancelot has taken Arthur's wife with him to his castle in France after the team found out about their affair and tried to sentence him to death. Yikes.
> Sir Gwain's son (sometimes his brothers, but usually his son) is accidentally murdered by Lancelot during his escape, so he has a vendetta and convinces Arthur to start a war with France to get Lancelot to pay for his crimes.
> Arthur agrees and so he, Sir Gwain, Sir Galahad (Lancelot's son who was conceived when his giant mother Elaine raped Lancelot), Sir Percival (the original Holy Grail knight before Galahad was written into the story now reduced to Arthur's friend), and of course "Mister-avoid-my-wife" Sir Tristram all head to France to get him back.
> Sir Mordred (the child of Morgaine who is usually Arthur's nephew and in this story his arch nemesis) decides to stay home and takes the throne whilst the boys are out of town, completing Merlin's prediction and causing the fall of Camalot.
> Gwain dies in battle shortly after writing a letter to Lancelot saying he forgives him, but asking him to come home and pay for his crimes.
> Arthur, his wife, and Lancelot all die and whilst Arthur and his wife are buried together, because Lancelot was a traitor and had no chivalry he's not allowed to be buried with his beloved.
> Meanwhile, Tristram is bitten by a snake and is bedridden
> He's delirious as fuck cause of the venom and tells his wife everything about his love for Isolt
> His wife is rightfully envious af
> Isolt is a healer and the only one who can save Sir Tristram's life so she sets on a boat to France asap
> Tristram still high af on snake venom asks that she ONLY come to him if she loves him, otherwise, let him finally be at rest.
> If her ship's sails are black, she's not in love, if they are white, she is.
> They're white
> Tristram's wife pulls the ultimate prank and tells him they're black
> He dies
> Isolt finds him dead and is so sad that she dies too
> Tristram's wife feels pity and remorse and decides to bury them together in France
> Sir Tristram is the last knight to die in the war between Arthur and Lancelot
> Isolt's grave has an Irish thorn and Tristram a Cornish rose and these flowers breed together to produce a new kind
> This is the Brier Rose, a rose that has thorns
> It symbolises their love which was painful to behold and also their consummation in death.
> In summery: Tristram was a Prince who became a Knight of Arthur's to avoid his feelings for a while before dying a virgin
> Tristram is also my favourite Knight and I will fight anyone who says he's a bad boy because he is the purest and best boy.
Yeah, I kinda assumed that, cuz Blanche and White ("of the white hands") are pretty interchangable.
how can you have what you want, when you're not even grateful to live where you are?
@GaladedridDamodred: It could also be suggested that willingly courting and marrying a woman, and then having absolutely nothing to do with her, is also a very wicked and callous thing to do. Tristian only showed her attention because she reminded him of Isolt, but after they married wouldn't even kiss her.
Yeah :) Indeed
I always preferred the spelling of 'Tristram'.
Damn good song, though.
Poor Blanchmaine. :(
Tristan and isolot is set in king authors mythology/or truth whichever you perfer. Tristan was givin a love potion by his fathers/uncles(i dont remember which) wife, but it was ment for his fathers/uncle. So then tristan and isolot were bacially due to accident fell in love.
such a tragic love story! make me wanna cry. i donno if i feel more for poor tristan or for blanchmaine... but i feel like tristan just did what he thought right. he didn't love blanchmaine so he didn't lie to her about it... tho blanchmaine... i really do understand why'd she do such a wicked evil thing... was isolt's husband dead by then?
still though...it woulda been more fun than being here
So do I. That doesn't excuse what she did, though.
@tristano87 Hey Tristan check out my username. Anyway there are many spellings depending on which legend you read. I am reading Le Morte d' Arthur and the names are Tristram and Iseult. The first way I ever saw the names used the Isolt spelling and I loved this song so much I chose it for my user name.
@tristano87 wow that was such a polite arguement lmao
i cant understand most of what is said over the background chhords. and i cant read the font. any1 got a better to read lyric vid?
+Dondalea Stubbs
i will as soon as i get time im half done but im in school so it will take some time
ok :)
here are the lyrics
who knows not the tragedy of tristan and isolt?
the fair haired cornish harper whose hands held steel and strings?
and ireland's greatest treasure, born like helen and crossed the water.
while the waves bowed before her beauty
all who’ve heard the telling know the blind and bitter fates
placed the cup of loves sweet poison to unconsenting lips
and asd plank fell home to timber, and the king beheld his lady
carols rang within the church and seagulls screamed
all the harpers labourers on their agonies of passion
unfulfilled and ever straining like lodestones to the north
but few will ever mention how the cold breath of the northlands
let them lie at last as one without deceit
when tristan could no longer bear the shame of guilty conscience
he took ship to far bretagne, half hearted and bereft
he cast aside the music, cut the strings which brought him joy
and took solace in the fury of the field
praise grew up around him like the corn around a boulder
as cornishman did battle with demons in and out.
in singing the sword and thunder tristan vainly sought distraction
yet she whispered in the silence of the slain
in the way of warriors rewarding noble heroes
fairest blanchmaine of the bretons was given for his wife
but blanchmaine knew no pleasure from her cold and grieving husband
for the marble face of memory was his bride
in that time the country was beset with edens serpents
and the bases of all creatures can bring the highest low
two poisons corsed within him and none could be his savior
but the healing arts of ireland and isolt
wings of hope departed struggling north against the tempest
with tender words entreating for mercy and for grace
if his love no longer moved her, hoist the black into the rigging
but if white brought them together he would wait
daylight creeping downward tristans demons massed against him
and the words of his delusions brought hidden love to light
while the woman he had married but to whom he’d givin nothing
sat her long and jealous vigil by his side
morning framed the answer walking lightly o’er the water
like christ’s own victory banner, it flew toward the shore
it was white as angels raiments, but when feebly he begged her
fairest blanchmaine softly told him “tis of night”
who can say which venom took the soul from tristans body
and the bells began their tolling as isolt ran up the strand
the wind grew slow and silent as she wept upon her lover
and in gentleness it took her grief away
side by side they laid them with the earth their separation
even yet they were divided by the mortals of the world
but their spirits spiralled upwards, ireland's briar and cornwall’s rose
and together at last they lay entwined
who knows not the tragedy of tristan and isolt?
the fair haired cornish harper whose hands held steel and strings?
and ireland's greatest treasure, born like helen and crossed the water.
while the waves bowed before her beauty
all who’ve heard the telling know the blind and bitter fates
placed the cup of loves sweet poison to unconsenting lips
and asd plank fell home to timber, and the king beheld his lady
carols rang within the church and seagulls screamed
all the harpers labourers on their agonies of passion
unfulfilled and ever straining like lodestones to the north
but few will ever mention how the cold breath of the northlands
let them lie at last as one without deceit
when tristan could no longer bear the shame of guilty conscience
he took ship to far bretagne, half hearted and bereft
he cast aside the music, cut the strings which brought him joy
and took solace in the fury of the field
praise grew up around him like the corn around a boulder
as cornishman did battle with demons in and out.
in singing the sword and thunder tristan vainly sought distraction
yet she whispered in the silence of the slain
in the way of warriors rewarding noble heroes
fairest blanchmaine of the bretons was given for his wife
but blanchmaine knew no pleasure from her cold and grieving husband
for the marble face of memory was his bride
in that time the country was beset with edens serpents
and the bases of all creatures can bring the highest low
two poisons corsed within him and none could be his savior
but the healing arts of ireland and isolt
wings of hope departed struggling north against the tempest
with tender words entreating for mercy and for grace
if his love no longer moved her, hoist the black into the rigging
but if white brought them together he would wait
daylight creeping downward tristans demons massed against him
and the words of his delusions brought hidden love to light
while the woman he had married but to whom he’d givin nothing
sat her long and jealous vigil by his side
morning framed the answer walking lightly o’er the water
like christ’s own victory banner, it flew toward the shore
it was white as angels raiments, but when feebly he begged her
fairest blanchmaine softly told him “tis of night”
who can say which venom took the soul from tristans body
and the bells began their tolling as isolt ran up the strand
the wind grew slow and silent as she wept upon her lover
and in gentleness it took her grief away
side by side they laid them with the earth their separation
even yet they were divided by the mortals of the world
but their spirits spiralled upwards, ireland's briar and cornwall’s rose
and together at last they lay entwined
When I was in 5th or 6th grade I had a crush for a guy in my class. He found himself a girlfriend, he propably broke up later. We don' t see each other now, even though we live close to each other. He still appears in my dreams sometimes and I don' t understand it. So, we all have interesting love stories...
Mordred's Lullaby would probably count.
you can still believe in magic. Heck, some people believe that there are parallel universes, unicorns, and fairies (faeries too). I'd like to believe that there is magic of some kind, not necessarily the stereotypical witchcraft magic....guess I should be prepared fro criticism now lol.
I'm confused because I thought Tristan was a knight of King Arthur. At least he certainly was in Sir Thomas Mallory's La Morte d'Arthur.
Indeed Tristan was. Each knight had his own story while the events of La Morte d'Arthur happens.
Oh so he was like a harp maker too?
He was a harper, a guy who plays the harp and who loved music but was also a knight. Kind of like a warrior poet. I've not read into the legends into a while, some one should correct me if I'm wrong.
ah ok. makes sense.
OnceWasARose What story is this ? I've never heard of Tristan before.
I thought it was Sir Tristam
you mean triston and isold
@MindarinSummerland dont feel sorry for Blanchmaine she caused Tristans death........
i am not ment to be in the modurn world lol...i shoulda been born in the 14 centery england...where there was still a chance of magic and a hope for something truly special