Michal. No, no!
David. For you!
Since I a shepherd o'er a wild of hills
First beheld you the daughter of the king
Amid his servants, leaning, still with noon,
Beautiful under a tamarisk, until
All beauty else is dead——
Michal. Ah, cease!
David. Since then
I have been wonder, ecstasy and dream!
The moulded light and fragrant miracle,
Body of you and soul, lifted me till
When you departed——
Michal. No, you rend me!
David. I
Fell thro' infinity of void!
Michal. No more!
David. Then came the prophet Samuel with anointing!
My hope sprung as the sun!
Michal. I must not hear!
David. Then was I called to play before the king.
Here in this hall where cherubim shine out,
Where the night silence——