ACT II

SCENE: The royal tent of Saul pitched on one hill of the battle-field of Ephes-Dammin. The tent is of black embroidered with various warlike designs. To one side on a dais are the chairs of SAUL and AHINOAM; also DAVID’S harp. On the other side, toward the front, is a table with wine and wine cups. The tent wall is lifted along the back, revealing on the opposite hill, across a deep narrow valley, the routed camp of the Philistines: before it in gleaming brazen armor lies GOLIATH slain. Other hills beyond, and the sky above. By the wine table, her back to the battle-field, sits MERAB in cold anger. AHINOAM and several women look out in ecstasy toward DAVID, SAUL, JONATHAN and the army, returning victorious and shouting.

FIRST WOMAN

See, see, at last!

SECOND WOMAN

They come!

THIRD WOMAN

An avalanche.

Over the brook and bright amid hosannas!

SECOND WOMAN

And now amid the rushes!

FIRST WOMAN

And the servants!

Goliath’s head high-borne upon a charger!

The rocks that cry reverberant and vast!

The people and the palms!

THIRD WOMAN

Yea all the branches

Torn from the trees! The waving of them—O!

SECOND WOMAN

And David, see! triumphant, calm, between

The king and Jonathan!… His glory

All the wild generations of the wind

Ever shall utter! Hear them—

[The tumult ascends afar] David! David!

A sea of shouting!—

O queen!

AHINOAM

You yearn for it?

Then go and lave you in this tide of joy.

[The women go rapturously. Ahinoam turns.]

MERAB

Mother!

AHINOAM

My daughter?

MERAB

Well?

AHINOAM

They all are gone.

MERAB

And Michal, where?

AHINOAM

I do not know, my child.

MERAB

Why did my father pledge her to him! you

Not hindering!

AHINOAM

She is your sister. You

Are pledged to Adriel.

MERAB

And as a slave!

And if I do not love him there is—riches!

If he is Sodom-bitter to me—riches!

AHINOAM

But for the kingdom.

MERAB

For my torture! What

Kingdom is to a woman as her love!

AHINOAM

And David still enthralls you?

MERAB

Though he never

Sought me with any murmur or desire!

Though he is Michal’s for Goliath’s death!

Michal’s to-day, unless—

AHINOAM

Merab, a care!

Too near in you were ever love and hate.

[The tumult nears. Ahinoam goes to look out.]

[Doeg enters to Merab.]

DOEG [low]

News, Merab!

MERAB

Well—?

DOEG

A triumph o’er him, yet!

The king is worn, as a leopard pent, between

Wonder of David and quick jealousy

Because of praise this whelming of Goliath

Wakes in the people.

MERAB

Then? the triumph?

DOEG

This.

[The tumult, nearer.]

I’ve skilfully disposed the women

To coldly sing of Saul, but of our David

With lavish of ecstasy as to a king.

[He watches her.]

MERAB

Then I will praise him.

DOEG

David? you?

MERAB

As he

Was never—and shall never be again,—

DOEG

But—

MERAB

Give me the phial.

DOEG

The poison?

MERAB

Come; At once!

DOEG

What will you do?

MERAB

At once with it!

[He hands it to her. She dips the point of her dagger in it.]

DOEG

To stab him

MERAB

As any fool? Wait.—And the rest now, quick.

This timbrel-player, Judith?

DOEG

She is ready

And ravishing!

MERAB

Well, well; then—?

DOEG

We will send her

Sudden, as Michal is alone with David,

To seize him with insinuative kisses,

And arms that wind as they were wonted to him.

Michal once jealous—and already I

Have sowed suspicions—

MERAB

Will—? yes—?

DOEG

On him burst [laughs]

And as a fury.

MERAB

May it be their rending!

[The tumult, near.]

Come, we must see.

[They go to look out. Shouts of “David!” “David!” arise, and a band of timbrel-players, dancing and singing, followed by a band of priests bearing the ark with its cherubim of gold, pass the tent opening. David, Saul, Jonathan, Ishui and the Court then enter amid acclamations; before them servants, bearing the head of Goliath on a charger under a napkin. Saul darkly mounts the throne with Ahinoam, to waving of palms and to praise.]

A WOMAN [breaking from the throng.]

Our little ones are saved! hosannah! joy!

[She kisses David’s hand.]

JONATHAN

Woman, thy tongue should know an angel-word,

Or seraph-syllables new-sung to God!

Earth has not any rapture well for this!

David, my brother!

DAVID

Jonathan, my friend!

While life has any love, know mine for you.

JONATHAN

Then am I friended as no man was ever!

And though my soul were morning wide it were

Helpless to hold my wonder and delight!

O people, look upon him!

THE PEOPLE

David! David!

JONATHAN

Never before in Israel rose beauty

Up to this glory!

DAVID

Jonathan, nay—

JONATHAN

Never!

[Loosing his robe and girdle.]

Therefore I pour him splendor passionate.

In gold and purple, this my own, I clothe him.

David, my brother!

SAUL [Angered.]

Brother!

AHINOAM

Saul?

SAUL

Thou fool!

JONATHAN

Father?

AHINOAM

My lord?

SAUL

Thou full-of-lauding fool!

Of breath and ravishment unceasing!

AHINOAM

Saul!

SAUL

Is it not praise enough, has he not reached

The skies on it!

DAVID

O king, my lord—

SAUL

Had Saul

Ever so rich a rapture from his son?

Ever this worshipping of utterance?

DAVID

My lord, my lord, this should not fret you.

DOEG [Derisively.]

Nay!

DAVID

’Tis only that the soul of Jonathan,

Brimmed by the Philistines with bitterness,

Sudden is joy and overfloweth—

DOEG

Fast—

DAVID

Upon his friend, thy servant, David.

DOEG

Aie!

[He turns away laughing.]

SAUL

Why do you laugh?

DOEG

“Thy servant David!”

SAUL

Why!

A WOMAN [Without.]

King Saul has slain his thousands!

DOEG

“Why,” my lord?

THE WOMAN

But David his ten thousands!

DOEG

Do you hear?

King Saul has slain his thousands, David ten!

Thy servant is he? servant?

DAVID [To Saul.]

Shall thy sceptre

Be wielded by this venom-word, as is

A weed under the wind?

SAUL

’Tis overmuch!

I’ll burst all bond of priest or prophecy.

Nor cringe to threatening and fondle fear.

[He seizes a javelin.]

I’ll smite where’er I will.

DAVID

No!

JONATHAN

Father!

DAVID

Shall

A rapid palsy now come on thy hand,

Awful and sceptre-ruined lord of men?

An impotence, a shriveling to fear,

Avenging ere thou shed offenceless blood?

[Saul’s hand drops.]

Is this thy love, the love of Saul the king?

Who once was kindlier than kindest are.

For but a woman’s wantonness of word

And idle air, my life?

AHINOAM

Saul, Saul—!

JONATHAN

The shame!

DAVID

Some enemy—does Doeg curve his lip?—

Hath put into her mouth this stratagem

Of fevered false-impassioned overpraise.

[Saul, silent, rises slowly and goes, entreated of Jonathan. Many follow in doubt, whispering.]

DOEG [To David.]

This is not all, boy out of Bethlehem.

Goliath’s dead—

DAVID

But not all villainy?

[Doeg goes, flushing,—and all follow, except Michal, and Merab, who moves cunningly forward as if incensed.]

MERAB

I burn for it!

DAVID

For what, and suddenly?

MERAB

My father so ungenerously wroth!

And wrought away from recompense so right;

Can you forgive him?

DAVID

Merab?…

MERAB

Is it strange

That even I now ask it?

DAVID

Merab’s self?

MERAB

Herself and not to-day your friend; but now

Conquered to exaltation and aglow

To wreathe you for this might to Israel,

Beautiful, unbelievable and bright!

Noble the dawn of it within your dream,

Noble the lightning of it in your arm,

And noble in your veins the fearless flow

And dare of blood!—so noble that I ask

As a remembrance and bequest forever,

In priceless covenant of peace between us,

A drop of it—

[She draws her dagger and offers it to him.]

Upon this sacred blade.

DAVID

Such kindness, in all honor?

MERAB

Poor requital

To one whose greatness humbles me from hate.

DAVID

Then of my veins whatever drop you will,

Were it the very dwelling of my soul.

[He takes the dagger and makes as if to prick himself.]

Ah, but you do not mock me?

MERAB

Rather upon

Its edge one vein of you—than priceless nard.

DAVID

And perfume out of India jewel poured?

[He searches her eyes.]

Or than—I may believe?—a miracle

Of dew, were you a traveller and lost

Upon the illimitable desert’s thirst?

Or than—

[He draws his own dagger, pricks his wrist with it, and hands it to her.]

than this?

MERAB

Shepherd!

Treachery, then?

Under a sham of tribute, poison?

MICHAL

Poison?

DAVID

And I of vanity should prick it in?

I a mere shepherd innocent of wile!

A singer music-maudled and no more.

[As she goes, stung with chagrin.]

The daughter of king Saul has yet to learn.

[From looking after her, he turns toward Michal, and, sighing, slowly approaches her.]

The vaunting of this victory is done.

We are alone at last.

MICHAL

Yes.

DAVID

That is all?

For Israel I’ve wrought to-day, for you

Who were about me, in me, as a mist

Of armed mighty angels triumphing.

MICHAL

Yes? It was well.

DAVID

To you no more? to you

Whom not a slave can serve unhonored?

MICHAL [Struggling.]

Nothing.

DAVID

Empty of glow then seems it, impotent,

A shrivelled hallowing.…

Ashes of ecstasy that burned in vain.

MICHAL

No, no! I—

DAVID

Michal?

MICHAL

No, divine it was!

And had I cried my praise the ground had broke

To Eden under me with blossoming.

Where was so wonderful a deed as this,

So fair a springing of salvation up!

Glory above star-soaring could I seize,

Auras of dawn and loveliness unfading,

To crown you with and crown!

DAVID

O lips!

MICHAL

With but

A sling, a shepherd’s sling, you sped the brook,

Drew from its bed a stone, and up the hill

Where the great Philistine contemning cried,

Mounted and flung it deep upon his brain!

DAVID

This is the victory and not his death!

Tell, tell thy joy with kisses on my lips!

Thy mouth! thy arms! thy breast!

MICHAL

No no!

DAVID

Thy soul!

Too much of waiting and of severance!

Of dread and distance and the deep of doubt.

Now must I fold you, falter all my love

And triumph on your senses till they burn

Beautiful to eternity with bliss.

MICHAL

Loose, loose me!

DAVID

Nay, again! immortal kisses!

MICHAL

A frenzy, ’tis a frenzy! From me! see!

This irremediable victory

Over Goliath severs us the more.

[The tumult breaks again, afar.]

Hear how the people lift you limitless!

Almost, to-day, and in my father’s room

They would that you were king.

DAVID

But ere to-morrow

Dim shall I be, and ere the harvest bend

Less than a gleam in their forgotten peril!

MICHAL

O were it, were it! But all silently

Jehovah fast is beckoning the realm

Into thy hands.

DAVID

Then futile to resist

The gliding on of firm divinity.

And yet whatever may be shall be done.

MICHAL

All, all?

DAVID

That for thee reverently may.

MICHAL

The anointing, then—

DAVID

Of that!… not that!

MICHAL

Yet grant

It may be told my father; that I may

Say to him all the secret!

DAVID

And provoke

Murder in him, insatiable though

I fled upon the wilderness and famine?

MICHAL

He would not!

DAVID

Nay.

MICHAL

I’ll plead with him.

DAVID

In vain!

MICHAL

Then [coldly] it is as I thought.

DAVID

You are distraught.

MICHAL

This stroke to-day [pointing to Goliath’s head] no love of me had in it.

DAVID

A love, a passion fervid thro’ me as

The tread and tremble of immortal song

Along the infinite.

MICHAL

You use me!

DAVID

Use?

MICHAL

A step to rise and riot in ambition!

DAVID

So bitter are you, blind?

MICHAL

It was a trick!

You snared me to you.

DAVID

Michal!

MICHAL

Cunningly

With Samuel netted fears about my father

Till I am paltrily unto you pledged.

DAVID

Enough.

MICHAL

Too much.

DAVID

No more; the pledge I fling

Out of my heart, as ’twere enchantment dead.

And free you; but, no more.

[He moves from her.]

MICHAL

As if it were

Enchantment dead. Ah, then ’tis true—there is

Another—is another!

DAVID

Now what fever?

A gentleness clad once your every grace.

MICHAL

There is some other that you lure and love.

DAVID

It is not Michal speaking; so I wait.

MICHAL

Then—

[Judith glides suddenly in with a low laugh and kneels before David. Michal stands amazed.]

JUDITH [As if with amorous admiration.]

Brave, it was brave, my love! beauteous! brave!

DAVID

Woman?

JUDITH

The Philistine, a brazen tower,

A bastion of strength fell to the earth!

DAVID

Woman, who are you?

[She clasps and kisses him.]

Take away your flesh.

[Free] Take it away, the heat and myrrh of it.

JUDITH

So cold?

DAVID

Away.

JUDITH

And ’tis no longer fair?

[Wantonly] Oh! Ah! I understand! the princess?—

DAVID

Go.

[Judith obeys, laughing and shaking her timbrel.]

MICHAL

A dancer then, a very timbrel player!

DAVID

Until this hour I never looked upon her.

It is chicanery of chance or craft.

You who are noble, though in doubt adrift,

Be noble now!

MICHAL

And loving? O, I will—

Now that I know what should be done. Be sure.

DAVID

You mean, that Saul?—you would not, no!

MICHAL

Rest sure.

[A hand is seen at the tent. Ahinoam enters.]

AHINOAM

David, the king—But what is this?

[Michal goes.]

DAVID

O queen—

It is but life.

AHINOAM

Nay.

DAVID

Life that ever strings

Our hearts, so pitifully prone for it,

To ecstasy—then snaps.

AHINOAM

I love thee, David.

DAVID

Then gracious be, and question here no more.

Where words are futile for an utterance.

But of the king—the king?

AHINOAM

He’s driven still.

And hither comes, and soon, and must be calmed.

Thy harp take, winds of beauty from it bring,

And consolation—as of valley-eves

When there is ebb of sorrow and of toil,

O could you heal him and forever heal.

DAVID

Then would I be—!

[He breaks off with a gesture of great desire, takes the harp and seats himself.]

AHINOAM

At once, for he will come.

[David begins; a strain of wild sadness. Saul enters and with him Doeg, Ishui, Jonathan—others. He pauses, his hand to his brow, and goes slowly, enspelled of David’s playing, up the dais.]

AHINOAM

My lord, shall David sing—to ease us?

SAUL

Let him.

DAVID

[With high sorrow.]

O heart of woe,

Heart of unrest and broken as a reed!

[Plays.]

O heart whose flow

Is anguish and all the bitterness of need!

[Plays.]

O heart as a roe,

Heart as a hind upon the mountain fleeing

The arrow-wounds of being,

Be still, O heart, and rest and do not bleed!

[Plays longer with bowed head.]

O days of life,

Days that are driven swift and wild from the womb!

[Plays.]

O days so rife—

Days that are torn of trouble, trod of doom!

[Plays.]

[Michal enters.]

O days of strife,

Days of desire on deserts spread unending,

The burning blue o’erbending,

O days, our peace, our victory is the tomb!

[He plays to a close that dies in anguished silence.]

SAUL [Rising in tears]

David!

DAVID

My lord?

SAUL

Thy breathing! beauteous!

Stilling to sorrow! O my friend, my son!

DAVID

To me is this? I dream it not? The king

Again is kind and soft his spirit moves?

SAUL

To you!

DAVID

How shelter o’er me then will spring

And safety covering!

SAUL

It ever shall.

Loveliest have you been among my days,

And singing weary madness from my brain.

[David starts toward him.]

How I have wronged thee!

MICHAL

Wronged him? [In fury.]

DAVID

Michal!

SAUL

Girl?

MICHAL

You have not wronged him!

DAVID

Michal!

MICHAL

No, but he

Is jeopardy and fate about you! drive

Him from you utterly and now away!

[Murmurs of astonishment.]

SAUL

What mean you?

ISHUI

Speak.

SAUL

What mean you?

MICHAL

This!

DAVID

No word!

MICHAL

I’ll not be kept—

DAVID

But shall be; for to tell

Would rend silence forever from you—pale

Your flesh with haunting of it evermore!

All, all your being would become a hiss.

A memory of syllables that sear,

A living iteration of remorse.

I—I myself will save your lips the words

Of this betrayal leaping from your heart.

[Nobly, before Saul.]

You seek, my lord, you seek whom Samuel

Anointed.

SAUL

Yes.

DAVID

Then know that it is I.

SAUL

’Tis—?

DAVID

I.

SAUL

You!

DAVID

I. And guiltless I, no other.

I, though I sought it not and suffer, though

I would it had not come and fast am sworn

Never against you to lift up—

MERAB

Hear, hear!

Now he will cozen!

DOEG

He, “thy servant!”

ISHUI

Hear!

A VOICE [Without.]

A thousand Saul hath slain! But David ten!

SAUL [Choking.]

Omnipotence shall not withhold me more.

[He lifts a javelin.]

DAVID

Murderous king afoam with murder-heat!

[He avoids from side to side.]

Monarch of misery—of might—of rage

So fell that lightning were not dread enough

Were it thy bolt! To-day you will destroy me?

[Goliath’s head overturned, rolls on the floor.]

Upon this day will slay me innocent?

SAUL

Die, die!

JONATHAN

No, father, hold!

[Saul flings the javelin.]

MICHAL [Reeling.]

What have I done?

JONATHAN

David, unhurt? Away, the wilderness.

[Thrusts a sword on him.]

SAUL

He shall not! no.

[Seizes another javelin.]

DAVID [Aflame.]

Then, king of Israel, strike!

Strike me to darkness and the waiting worm!

Into the Pit and to the hopeless gloom.

But, after, be your every breathing blood,

Remorse and riving bitterness and fear,

Be guilt and all the hideous choke of horror!

[Saul trembling at the curse lets the javelin fall from his hand. David breaking through Doeg and Ishui escapes by the door. Michal sinks to her knees, her face buried in her hands.]

[CURTAIN.]