Original Plays, Second Series

by W. S. Gilbert

Shield her from harm as though she were thy sister,

And we’ll cry quits. Thou wilt? I thank thee, Faustus;

I go with lighter heart! (Aloud to Gretchen.) Now, fare thee well.

God keep thee safe and sound till I return.

Gret. Farewell, dear Gottfried—think of me at times.

My heart is full—then read it in my eyes.

May Heaven shield thee from all harm!

Gott.Amen.

And now to horse—nay, not another word,

Or I shall lack the heart to go at all.