Faus. If the mere letter of a reckless vow
Could make me priest, I was a priest indeed.
If vows cast off and scattered to the wind
Can free me from my priesthood, I am free.
Gret. (dazed).
Thou art a priest! and vowed to Heaven! (Suddenly.) Why then—!
Oh, God preserve me! I am lost indeed!
Oh, grace of Heaven, have mercy on me now!
Oh, take me hence! oh, free me from my life!
What have I done! (Crossing and falling at foot of cross, and clinging to it.) Oh, Heaven, pity me!