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160 THE UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE. When once thou goest forth, thou art seeking it elsewhere-not here." The lad buried his face in his hands, and groaned aloud. Then suddenly the Nightingale's song rang through the still, clear air; and the young man started to his feet. As of old, no doubt, and often heard, but yet with some new feeling now, fell the sounds on his troubled ear, and he was ,roused from the lassitude of despair. "So, so, yes, so, I have heard you before; but, alas how often with indifference, and now you torture my brain You tell me of the home I must leave, and all the happiness that is over for ever. Who will care for me so much again? Yet who will regret me if they know I am well elsewhere ? /I hate life and successeverythingand you, for you break my heart! Be silent, and leave me alone !" But the Nightingalesang on. "The same sun by day, the same moon by night, stars watching above; love uniting all; grief