Brius

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he was obliged to lay down his fair burden and go in pursuit of his horse just then a knight came up drawn by the cries of brengwene and demanded the cause of her distress she could not speak but pointed to her mistress lying insensible on the ground Brius had by this time returned, and the cries of Brengwain, renewed at seeing him, sufficiently showed the stranger the cause of the distress.

Tristam spurred his horse toward Brius, who, not unprepared, ran to the encounter.

Brius was unhorsed and lay motionless, pretending to be dead.

But when the stranger knight left him to attend to the distressed damsels, he mounted his horse and made his escape.

The knight, now approached Isolde, gently raised her head, drew aside the golden hair which covered her countenance, and gazed thereon for an instant, uttered a cry, and fell back, insensible.

She could not speak, but pointed to her mistress lying insensible on the ground.

Brius had by this time returned, and the cries of Brengwene, renewed at seeing him, sufficiently showed the stranger the cause of the distress.

Tristam spurred his horse toward Brius, who, not unprepared, ran to the encounter.

Brius was unhorsed and lay motionless, pretending to be dead.

But when the stranger knight left him to attend to the distressed damsels, he mounted his horse and made his escape.

The knight, now approached Isolde, gently raised her head, drew aside the golden hair which covered her countenance, and gazed thereon for an instant, uttered a cry, and fell back, insensible.

But let me tell you first of this same country of Kaindu that you ride through it fifteen days, constantly meeting with towns and villages, with people of the same description that I have mentioned.

After riding those fifteen days you come to a river called Brius, which terminates the province of Kaindu.

In this river is found much gold dust, and there is also much cinnamon on its banks.

It flows to the ocean sea.

Sweet silence, shadowy bower, and verdant lair, ye court my troubled spirit to repose, whilst I, such dear remembrance, rises there, awaken every echo with my woes.

within these woods by nature's hand arrayed a fountain springs and feeds a thousand flowers ah how my groans do all its murmurs aid how my sad eyes do swell it with their showers what doth my night the while to him is given a double meed in love and arms reprise him the round table elevates to heaven tristam ah me he hears not isoldus cries Brius the pitiless, who, like most other caitiffs, had felt the weight of Tristam's arms, and hated him accordingly, at hearing his name breathed forth by the beautiful songstress, impelled by a double impulse, rushed forth from his concealment and laid hands on his victim.

Isolde fainted, and Brengwene filled the air with her shrieks.

Brius carried Isolde to the place where he had left his horse, but the animal had got away from his bridle and was at some distance.

He was obliged to lay down his fair burden and go in pursuit of his horse.

Just then a knight came up, drawn by the cries of Brengwene, and demanded the cause of her distress.

She could not speak, but pointed to her mistress lying insensible on the ground.

Brius had by this time returned, and the cries of Brengwain, renewed at seeing him, sufficiently showed the stranger the cause of the distress.