Again deeply distressed in heart, Saul at set of sun withdraws to the top of Olivet for solitary thought. There falling asleep, after pensive soliloquy, he dreams that Shimei has followed him thither, and that he now pours a characteristic strain of sneer and instigation into his ear. This rouses him, and he goes moodily home. After a long, deep slumber there, he resolves on undertaking what he dreamed that Shimei proposed, namely, the arrest of the apostles. His men fail him at the pinch, and Saul bitterly upbraids them, declaring strongly that their renegade behavior only determines him the more sternly to root utterly out the pestilent Galilæan heresy, at whatever cost of exertion and blood and tears. SAUL AND THE APOSTLES. So one day more of bitterness had spent Saul, and the night, the solemn night, came on, Grateful to him, for he would be alone. Whether the thought of home, no home, repelled, Or longing toward his sister unconfessed There in that banishment at Bethany Bright with her presence in it--whether this Drew him, or wish of lonely room and height Where more he might from human kind be far-- However listing, Saul to Olivet Turned him, and slowly to the summit climbed. The moon not risen yet, the hemisphere Of heaven above him was with clustered stars Glittering, and awful with the glory of God. Upward into those lucid azure deeps, Withdrawn, deep beyond deep, immeasurably, Gazing, Saul said: "Deep calleth unto deep! Those deeps above me unto deeps within Me cry, as infinite to infinite. The spaces of my spirit answer back; I feel them, empty but capacious, vast And void abysses of unfed desire, Hunger eternal and eternal thirst! Upward I gaze, and see the steadfast stars Unshaken in their station calmly shine, I listen to the silence of the skies And yearn, with what desire! for peace like that, Vainly, with what desire! for peace like that! Beneath the pure calm of the holy heaven, So nigh! here am I seething like the sea, That cannot rest, casting up mire and dirt Continually! O state forlorn! Where, where, My God, for me is rest? For me, for me! 'Great peace have they,' so sang that psalmist taught By Thee, 'Great peace have they that love Thy law And nothing shall offend them.' Answer me, Lord God, do _I_ not love Thy law? Then why This opposite of peace within my breast? Am I deceived? Do _not_ I love Thy law? Answer me Thou!" But answer came there none, Or Saul was deaf, and the great sky looked down, With all its multitude of starry eyes, Impassible, upon a human soul Wretched, unrespited from long unrest.