Love poem (stanzas adapted from the Emare)

In that other corner was drought.
Both were Iseult-Tristram bright
A seemly pair it seemed.
His flower was love, and proud;
As full of stones as doubt
Thick with love.

Two jewels: topaz and ruby
To pass and yes and out at sea

In that other corner was drought.
These stones are heaped about,
A seemly pair at sea.
Her belt slowly unbuckling;
Solid flesh in its stomacher
Thick with love.

Two jewels: topaz and ruby
To pass and yes and out at sea