Faus. Too late—my love for thee is all-supreme—
And while thou livest, as Heaven hears me now,
I’ll leave thee not!
Gret.Faustus, be not deceived.
I love thee with my heart—my heart of hearts—
My very death prayer shall be breathed for thee;
But, though it rend my heart to keep my vow,
As there is pardon for a penitent,
I will not meet thine eyes on earth again!
Nay, touch me not! God pardon thee! Farewell! [Exit.