What trumpet-calls those were,
and how welcome was the voice of the true Catholic faith no longer
stifled! And my dear old Kaisar, with his clear eyes, his unfettered
mind--he felt the power and truth of those theses. He bade the
Elector of Saxony well to guard the monk Luther as a treasure. Ah!
had he been a younger man, or had he been more firm and resolute,
able to act as well as think for himself, things might have gone
otherwise with the Church. He could think, but could not act; and
now we have a man who acts, but WILL not think. It may have been a
good day for our German reputation among foreign princes when Charles
V. put on the crown; but only two days in my life have been as
mournful to me as that when I stood by Kaisar Max's death-bed at
Wells, and knew that generous, loving, fitful spirit was passing away
from the earth! Never owned I friend I loved so well as Kaisar Max!
Nor has any Emperor done so much for this our dear land."
"The young Emperor never loved thee."
"He might have treated me as one who could be useful, but he never
forgave me for shaking hands with Luther at the Diet of Worms.
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