the smoking ruins that were left after a . The fitful
flames would, however, still burst forth, here and there.

The queen complained that all seemed chaos to her, and even went so far
as to declare the wordnetdesire to be virtuous as mere folly. The only 
that Gunther offered her, was that he also knew the utter wretchedness
of . He was not as one who, feeling himself secure from danger,
calls out to him who wrestles with the  of death: "Come to me: it
is pleasant to be here." He was a companion of . He told her that
there had been a period when he had not only despaired of his ,
and believed neither in cures nor in health, but had even lost all
faith in the wisdom that rules the universe.

He acted on the principle that the only way to treat the despondent is
to show them what others have suffered and yet have learned to live.

When the consciousness of this truth has dawned upon the afflicted,
there is new light, and he enters upon the first stage of deliverance.

"I will impart the saddest confession of my life to you," said Gunther.

"You?"

"There was a time when I envied the frivolous, and even the vicious,
their light-heartedness. I