Jezebel.
What can I offer?
Naboth.
Sacrifice to the God of Israel.
Jezebel.
I do not offer that.
Naboth.
You are not one
To search unto the spirit, nor be single
Within your heart. You are possessed by things;
Dead things, with stink and colour, brought in ships;
Your purples and the jewels for your hair,
Your ivory room, God save us! you being mortal,
Dwelling in ivory, while God himself
Lives in the wooden room darkened by wings.
Micaiah.
Yes, Naboth; but reserve this for the feast,
Where those who hear it will enjoy it more
Than we do here.