Summary

Rita Benton Shorter Bible Plays

Is it thy will, O king, I slay the child, or give it to yon woman?
Solomon: It is my will (he bends and raises Second Woman gently) thou give unto this woman the living child, and in nowise slay it; for she is the mother thereof, because she loveth much. For love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave. Many waters cannot quench love; neither can floods drown it.
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Rita Benton Shorter Bible Plays

David, great mercy according as he walked before thee in uprightness of heart; and thou hast kept for him this great kindness, that thou hast given him a son to sit on his throne, as it is this day. And now, O Lord my God, thou hast made thy servant king instead of David my father; and I am but a little child. I know not how to go out nor come in. Give therefore thy servant an understanding heart to judge thy people, that I may discern between good and bad. For who is able to judge this thy so great a people?
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Rita Benton Shorter Bible Plays

Solomon (turning furiously to Second Woman) : Didst thou say this?
(The Second Woman pays no attention to him; she is devouring the child with her eyes. She holds out her arms yearningly.)
Second Woman: O my dove, my fair one! (She turns to Solomon.) Look, behold my baby! See his little leg—; lord king, behold his dimples. His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks; his cheeks are as a bed of spices; yea, he is altogether lovely. And he is mine. (She turns with pride to the King, but shrinks away as she sees his anger.)
First Woman (advancing to High Place) :
King Solomon, all hail!
Source: Gutenberg

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