Hear!
Her lips could never seal upon a wrong.
Sudden divinity is on them, silence
Sent for the benison of Israel,
Else were it shattered by her love to you!
Believe! in all the riven realm of duty
There’s no obedience from thee she would hold.
If it seem other--
[_Enter_ ABNER _hurriedly_.]
ABNER
Pardon, O king. At once!
SAUL
I will not. Do you come with vexing too?
ABNER
The Philistines--some fury is afoot.
A spy within our gates--and scorns to speak.
SAUL
Conspiracy of silence!… Back to him.
[ABNER _goes_.]
[_To_ DAVID _and_ MICHAL.] But you--I’ll not forget.
I’ll not forget.
[SAUL _goes_.]
DAVID
Forget! anointing! peril! what are they all!
Michal?--for me you have done this, for me?
[_She stands immovable._]
I am swung with joy, as palms of Abila!
[_Goes to her._]
A princess, you, and the veins of you live warm
With sympathy and love unto your father,
Yet you have shielded me?
MICHAL
You are the anointed?
DAVID
I am--oh do not flint your loveliness!--
I am the anointed, but all innocent
In will or hope of any envious wrong
As lily blowing of blasphemy! as dew
Upon it is of enmity!
MICHAL
Anointed!
You whom the king uplifted from the fields!
DAVID
And who am ever faithful to him!
MICHAL
You,
Whom Jonathan loves more than women love!
DAVID
Yet reaches not my love to Jonathan!
MICHAL
You--you!
DAVID
But, hear me!
MICHAL
You, of all!
DAVID
O Hear!
Of my anointing Jonathan is ’ware,
Knows it is holy, helpless, innocent
As dawn or a drift of dreaming in the night!
Knows it unsought--out of the skies--supernal--
From the inspirèd cruse of Samuel!
For Israel it dripped upon me, and
For Israel must drip until I die!
Or till high Gath and Askalon are blown
Dust on the wind, and all Philistia
Lie peopleless and still under the stars!--
Goliath, then, a laughter evermore!…
Still, still you shrink! do you not see, not feel?
MICHAL
So have you breathed yourself about my heart,
Even as moon-lit incense, spirit flame
Burning away all barrier!
DAVID
But see!
MICHAL
And all the world has streamed a rapture in,
Till even now my lids from anger falter
And the dew falls!
DAVID
Restrain! O do not weep!
Upon my heart each tear were as a sea
Flooding it from all duty but the course
Of thy delight!
MICHAL
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