Viii

And I paused, held my breath in such silence, and listened apart; And the tent shook, for mighty Saul shuddered; and sparkles 'gan dart From the jewels that woke in his turban, at once with a start, All its lordly male-sapphires, and rubies courageous at heart. So the head; but the body still moved not, still hung there erect. And I bent once again to my playing, pursued it unchecked, As I sang: