Ishui. Who likes
Laughter against him?
Adriel. I was laughed at?
Ishui. Why,
It is this shepherd!
Adriel. David?
Ishui. With his harp!
Flinging enchantment on the palace air
Till he impassions to him all who breathe.
Adriel. What sting from that? He's lovable and brave.
Ishui. Lovable? lovable?
Adriel. I do not see.
Ishui. This, then: you've hither come with gifts and gold,
Dream-bringing amethyst and weft of Ind,
To wed my sister, Merab?
Adriel. It is so.