TRISTAN AND ISEULT
And just before them, sitting on the shore, was a poor pilgrim, wrapped in cloak and hood, who held his wooden platter and begged alms.
Now as the Cornish boats came to the shoal of the further bank, Iseult said to the knights:
"My lords, how shall I land without befouling my clothes in the river-mud? Fetch me a ferryman."
And one of the knights hailed the pilgrim, and said:
"Friend, truss your coat, and try the water; carry you the Queen to shore, unless you fear the burden."
But as he took the Queen in his arms she whispered to him:
"Friend."
And then she whispered to him, lower still:
"Stumble you upon the sand."
And as he touched shore, he stumbled, holding the Queen in his arms; and the
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