This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 Excerpt: ...friend will know how deep was Kurwenal's sorrow; yet, though his heart was heavy, he must needs sail homeward even as his lord bade him. And Tristan was left all alone, floating hither and thither till the morning light; and when the day broke and the men of Dublin saw the rudderless boat tossing on the waves they bid men put out from the haven and see what it might be. When they drew near there was no man to be seen, but from the boat came the sound of harping and the sweetest singing they had ever heard, and they rested on their oars to hearken. Yet, sweet as the song was, Tristan's heart was not in it, but he sang as a martyr, out of his sorrow and suffering. When the music stayed the ship drew nearer, and the men caught hold of the little boat, and looked, and saw him lying therein, ill clad and worn with sickness, and marvelled much that he could make such sweet music; and they greeted him kindly, and prayed him to tell them who he was and how he came thither. How he Then Tristan said: "I was a minstrel, eign'f and wel l sk'Ned 'n al l k'nas of music, and amkistrel m sucn Jests and sPort as are tne manner of courts, and thereby I won much money, and having much desired yet more. So I turned my thoughts to merchandise--which thing has undone me. For I took a comrade, a rich merihan:, and we two loaded a bark in Spain and would sail to Brittany; but on the sea a robber-ship assailed us, and slew my comrade the merchant, and all our people, great and small, so that I alone escaped, living, but with this wound. And this was by virtue of my harp, for when I told them how that 1 was but a minstrel they gave me for my prayers this little boat, and food whereon I have lived till now. Forty days and forty nights have I floated, in much pain and suffering, ...