Is for your ears alone.
Mar. (to Gretchen, who is conversing with Faustus).
Go, Gretchen dear,
And show the gentleman the Lover’s Glen.
Meph. Take heed—the path is dangerously steep—
Be sure you do not trip, my pretty maid.
Gret. I thank you, sir. I know its pitfalls well,
And how to pass them safely. (To Faustus.) Wilt thou come?
Faus. To the world’s end, fair maiden, an thou wilt.
Gret. (laughing). Nay, I’ll not pledge thee to so long a journey,