He could reenact the scenes of the previous century, and send them, like Huss and Jerome, to the dungeon and the stake.
On the 26th of June, the day after the public presentation of the Confession, he again addresses _Luther:_ "We live here in the _most lamentable anxiety and incessant tears_.

To this a new source of consternation has been added today, after we had read the letter of _Vitus_ (Dietrich, Luther's friend,) in which he states that you are so much offended at us, that you are unwilling even to read our letters.
My father, I will not increase my sufferings by words, but I merely beg you to consider, where and _in what danger we are_, where we can have nothing to tranquilize us except your consolations.

Streams of sophists and monks collect here daily, to inflame the hatred of the emperor against us.

But the friends, if we could formerly number them amongst our (party,) are no longer with us.

Alone and despised, we are here _contending against endless dangers_.