<The two, with a manner almost a cake walk, go forward.>
Both Leaders: King Solomon he had four hundred sons.
<On this line, King and Queen pause before the footlights.>
Congregation: We were the sons.
<Pantomime of crowning the audience.>
Both Leaders: Crowned by the throngs again,
<On this line they walk backward, playing great imaginary harps.>
You shall make songs again,
Singing along
For ten thousand years.
<They go forward in a pony gallop, then stand pawing.>
Both Leaders: He gave each son four hundred prancing ponies.
Congregation: We were the ponies.
<They nod their heads, starting to walk backward.>
Both Leaders: You shall eat hay again,
<A pony dance by both, in circles.>
In forests play again,
Rampage and neigh
For ten thousand years.
Men's Leader: King Solomon he asked the Queen of Sheba,
<They bow to each other, standing so that
each one commands half of the stage.>
Bowing most politely:
"What makes the oak-tree grow
Hardy in sun and snow,
Never by wind brought low
Ten thousand years?"
Women's Leader: The Queen of Sheba answered like a lady,
<They bow to each other, again, with pantomime indicating a forest.>
Bowing most politely:
"It blooms forever thinking of your wisdom,
Your brave heart and the way you rule your kingdom.
These keep the oak secure,
Weaving its leafy lure,
Dreaming by fountains pure
Ten thousand years."
<They go to the footlights with a sailor's lurch and hitch.>
Both Leaders: The Queen of Sheba had four hundred sailors.
<The King and Queen pause.>
Congregation: We were the sailors.