196                    THINGS  AND   THOUGHTS  IN   EUROPE.
Wherever there is a genius like his own, a germ of the finest
fruit still hidden beneath the soil, the " Chante pauvre petit" of
Béranger shall strike, Uke a sunbeam, and give it force to emerge,
and wherever there is the true Crusade, — for the spirit, not the
tomb of Christ, — shall be felt an echo of the " Que tes armet
soient bénis jeune soldat " of La Mennais.