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
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