The story of the love of the hero Tristan for the red-haired Iseult, princess of Ireland, is one of the great stories of all time. And, as told by Rosemary Sutcliff, the ardent tenderness that became inescapable passion is as vividly alive today as it must have been when first sung by a Celtic harper—perhaps by the peat fire of a Cornish chieftan in a hall like that of Tristan's relative, King Marc.
For theirs was a tale of deeds of bravery and high adventure, as well as love, such as a delighted people then as well as now. In the gifted hands of a fine historical novelist, it has become a memorable and satisfying book.
—from the dust jacket
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