DAVID (_holding up_ GOLIATH'S _head_): Give ear, O ye people, O ye Israelites, and O ye Philistines: For so shall all they triumph Who put their trust in the Lord! ISRAELITES (_shout_): For so shall all they triumph Who put their trust in the Lord! FIRST MESSENGER (_with wild enthusiasm_): Where now are the Philistines? ISRAELITES: They are fled. SAUL: Proclaim through Israel the mighty tidings. (_The_ SECOND MESSENGER _takes_ GOLIATH'S _head from_ DAVID, _and repeats the tidings three times, standing at center, at right and at left of stage. While he speaks the_ SOLDIERS _remove_ GOLIATH.) SECOND MESSENGER (_blowing horn_): Give ear, O ye people: Slain is Goliath of Gath by the shepherd, David. And so shall all they triumph Who put their trust in the Lord. JONATHAN (_goes affectionately to_ DAVID): O David, thou who art to me as a brother, I, Jonathan, prince of Israel, ask thy friendship. Take thou my robe in token of my love. DAVID: O Jonathan, I am but a shepherd of the sheep, But I return thy love. (_They exchange shepherd skin and velvet._) (_Enter_ MICHAL _and her dancing women, with cymbals. They chant as they dance._) CHANT: [Song: Saul hath slain his thous-ands, but Dav-id his tens of thous-ands. Saul hath slain his thous-ands, but Dav-id his tens of thous-ands. Saul hath slain his thous-ands, but Dav-id his tens of thous-ands. ] (_Repeat three times in three different keys._) SAUL (_angrily_): Peace, women! Ye ascribe unto David ten thousands, And to me ye ascribe but thousands. What more can he have but the kingdom? MICHAL (_runs and kneels before him_): O my father, be not wroth at my song. SAUL (_wearily_): I have sworn thee to the man who slew Goliath; And that which the king sweareth will he do. David, I give thee Michal for thy wife. (_He turns away._) DAVID: The king's daughter within the palace is all-glorious. MICHAL (_smiling upon him and extending her hand_): O David! But see, my father is wroth at my song. Come and sing _thou_ to him. And so shall he forget the mighty warrior, In listening to the sweetest singer in all Israel. (_She runs to_ SAUL, _who is reclining on couch._) Father, would'st hear again the shepherd's psalm? SAUL (_heavily_): Yea, for I have a sickness, daughter; And the song is verily one of delight. (MICHAL _leans beside_ SAUL _as_ DAVID _sings._)