My door was closed. Must you intrude upon my privacy? Can you shut out your conscience by...

[Abishag enters Solomon's chambers, trying to dissuade him from attending Sheba's pagan ritual]

Solomon:
My door was closed. Must you intrude upon my privacy?
Abishag:
Can you shut out your conscience by closing the door?
Solomon:
Say what you must, then please leave me alone.
Abishag:
I come seeking the man I once knew. The man who was noble, gentle and kind, the man who walked with God.
Solomon:
Those are mere words, Abishag.
Abishag:
I entreat you to listen. When I was a child, you were the world and I adored you. But time passed, and love changed even as I did. My love became that of a woman for a man. But the man became a king, and in his eyes, the woman was still a child. I know how strongly it calls to you. Listen to your people. Their love calls to you, as I call in my love. Listen to them if not to me.
Solomon:
Whether you or my people approve, I must go.
[Solomon walks to the doors, while Abishag stands against the doors, barring his way]

Abishag:
You cannot go. Do not destroy yourself! I beg of you!