To vengeance, King!
Will you suffer this shame?Who dares his life against mine?This was my friend,
exalted and dear was his devotion to me;for my honour and reputation
none was more concerned than he:to impetuousness
he drove my heart;he led the crowd
that urged meto add to my honor and renown
and to give you to the King as bride!The sight of you, Isolde,
blinded him too;out of jealousy I was betrayed by my friend -
to the King, whom I had betrayed.Defend yourself, Melot!
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