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 you will learn.... Who's that?
(Judith glides in.)
(To her.) Why are you here?
Judith (to David, with a laugh, as if with amorous joy).
Brave, it was brave, my love! beauteous! brave!
David. Woman?
Judith. The Philistine, a brazen tower,
A bastion of strength, fell to the earth!