The rocks that cry reverberant and vast
The people and the palms
Third IYoman. Yea, all the branches
Torn from the trees ! The waving of them-O!
Second HXoman. And David, see! triumphant, calm, between
The king and Jonathan ! . . . His glory
All the wild generations of the wind
Ever shall utter ! Hear them-
(The tumult ascends afar.) ' David ! David
0 queen ! a sea of shooting
'hinsoan. Which vou crave,
Then go and lave you in this tide ot joy.
(The women go rapturowuly. AHINOAM turns.)
Ifr-ab. Mother I
iA/;in.n My daughter
Jhi'noam. They all are gone.
Mferab. And Michal, where
Ahlinsainz. I do not know, my child.
Merab. Why did my father pledge her to him you
lfhinoam. She is your sister. You
Arc pledged to Adriel.
Merab. And as a slave
And if I do not love him there is-riches
If he is Sodom-bitter to me-riches!
ihinoam. But for the kingdom.
Merar. For my torture! What
Kinfgdiom is to a woman as her love