Then he turns to the dreams he had had in the field. He has gone the rounds of his experience and done his best to interpret them. Now he passes into a higher realm. He describes the great future, and all the different causes working to perpetuate Saul’s fame.
“‘So the pen gives unborn generations their due and their part
In thy being! Then, first of the mighty, thank God that thou art!’”
As he closes, the harp falling forward, he becomes aware
“That he sat, as I say, with my head just above his vast knees
Which were thrust out on each side around me, like oak roots which please
To encircle a lamb when it slumbers.”
Then Saul lifted up his hand from his side and laid it
“in mild settled will, on my brow: thro’ my hair
The large fingers were pushed, and he bent back my head, with kind power—
All my face back, intent to peruse it, as men do a flower.”
and David peered into the eyes of the king—
“‘And oh, all my heart how it loved him! but where was the sign?’”
His intense love and longing lifts David into a state of exaltation.
“Then the truth came upon me. No harp more—no song more! outbroke—”