THE SONGS OF SONGS.
Act I.
Solomon, in all His Glory, Surrounded by His Seraglio and His Guards.
An Odalisque
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth.
Chorus of Odalisques
Thy love is better than delicious wine. Thy name is ointment poured forth. Therefore do we love thee.
The Shulamite
(forcibly introduced, speaking to her absent lover.)
The King hath brought me into his chamber. Draw me away, we will go together.
The Odalisques
(to Solomon.)