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The tourist, I know, thinks of it as _Bruges la Morte_, but then the tourist does not get up for early Masses; he would find life then.

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he can at least go on Friday morning to the chapel of the Saint Sang and witness the continuous stream of people that flows by, hour after hour, to salute the relic and to make their devotions in its presence; he would find it hard to keep himself from saying, like Browning at High Mass, "This is too good not to be true." Might he not perhaps say with another great man, "What must God be if He is pleased by things which simply displease His educated creatures ?" In a country where the churches were once far more crowded than in Belgium, I was told by a discerning man, Prince Alexis Obolensky, a former Procurator of the Holy Synod, that all such devotion is simply superstition.