[They follow into the cave. Hardly have they done so when at a shout, Saul, bloodthirsty, with Doeg, Abner, Ishui, and soldiers, pour in from all sides, with drawn weapons.]
SAUL
On, to him! search the caves! In, in, and bring
Him to my sword, and Michal with him.
[Pacing terrible the while.] They
Shall couch upon eternity and dust.
[Weakly.] I am the king, and Israel is mine.…
I’ll sleep upon their grave—I’ll sleep upon it,
And hear the worm…!
[To a Soldier re-entering from one cave.] Where is he? Bring him.