Save us, Saints, save us! I have looked on God!
Tannhäuser.
Heinrich! my friend, my old true-hearted friend!
Fear not! I am not ghost, but living man!
Ah me, ah me, the sorrow of the world!
Heinrich.
Thou, Tannhäuser! what miracle is this?
Your body glows—with what unearthly light?
Tannhäuser.
I did not know. Ah! sorrow of this earth!