Isolda

He is himself wounded, and by chance it is Isolda, "a skilful leech," who nurses him back to health.

Kurvenal bellows out a song praising Tristan as the heroic slayer of Isolda's betrothed, Morold.

Suddenly the shepherd strikes in with a lively tune: "Isolda is at hand," cries Kurvenal.

If he awakes it will only be to die, replies Kurvenal; unless the lady leech (Isolda) comes there is no hope.

Another new theme to be noted is blazed out by the orchestra when Kurvenal tells him Isolda has been sent for.