Gretchen! Gretchen!

Margaret. [attentive]

That was the loved one’s voice!

[She springs up; the chains fall away.]

Where is he? where? I heard him call on me,

Now I am free! and none shall hinder me!

To his neck will I fly!

On his bosom lie!

He called me his Gretchen! he stood at the door.

Through the wild howling and hissing of Hell,