story of Tris and Izzie

I read Tristan and Isolde, in translation from Wolfram von Eschenbach's middle high German, my first semester of college back in 1988. It was taught by a wonderful professor who shared my love of language and an interest in the subversive side of literature. I was super anxious about the grading system in college, which wasn't based on tests anymore, but almost entirely on writing papers. I remember I wrote the final paper for the class the first month, shopped it around to the various wri...