# Oh Zealots So Red
Hear songs of love, and poetry recite—1
And still you'll not escape your rival's hand;
That son of Jesse will not cease to fight
Until he seize your crown, your throne, your land.2
And tell me, now, where is your sword, your bow,
Your robe which showed your place above the ranks?3
Not traded for a death blow from the foe—
Much worse: you swapped them for a shepherd's thanks.
Ungodly gift,4 a man who pulls down shame
On all our tribe—my son! Oh what a fall
Is yours. You could have been a king, a name
To long endure. You could have had it all:
Kings to crawl and grovel to your might,
Zither, myrrh, red wine—ev'ry delight.
# Footnotes
1: Saul addresses Jonathan.
2: See I Samuel 20:30-31.
3: See I Samuel 18:4.
4: The name Jonathan means "God has given."
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