Dear Gottfried—brother, be my brother still!
Oh, be my brother—I have need of thee!
Such need! Oh, Heaven pity me, such need!
Gott. Gretchen, my sister, if no more than brother,
Then always brother, now as heretofore!
Why dost thou weep? Nay, nay, take heart again.
Tell me thy sorrow.
Gret. (aghast).Tell it unto thee?
No, not to thee! I have my punishment.
If thou hast love for me—I know thou hast—