A boy's bell-like voice sang to me yesterday, 'Quia amore langueo.' This heart, too, longs for love, but it will never find it on earth." "Why not, if your Majesty sends forth to seek it ?" replied the confessor eagerly.

"The Gospel itself gives a guarantee of success.

'Seek, and ye shall find,' it promises.

To the heart which longs for love the all-bountiful Father sends that for which it longs to meet it halfway." "When it is young," added the Emperor, shrugging his shoulders impatiently.

"But when the soul's power of flight has failed, who will bestow the ability to traverse the half of the way allotted to it ?" "The omnipotence which works greater miracles," replied the priest in a tone of the most ardent conviction, pointing upward.
Charles nodded a mournful assent, and, after a sign which indicated to the confessor that he desired the interview to end, he continued his painful walk.
He had waved aside the litter which the lord chamberlain, Count Heinrich of Nassau, had placed ready for him, and limped, amid severe suffering, to his room.
There the Bishop of Arras awaited him with arduous work, and the Emperor did not allow himself a moment's rest while his sister was using the beautiful first of May to ride and hunt.