In what way does this grieving aid? Cease to weep, and pray for thy son to the highest Father, and he will give him aid.
Euphrosina, not heeding the words of consolation, shall continue:
Dear son, most beloved child; child, the great part of my soul; now thou art to us the cause of sadness who wert the cause of joy.
Comforters:
Do not despair of the grace of God. He whose great mercy gave thee this boy, will return to thee either him or another.
Euphrosina:
My soul is disturbed within me. Why should death delay? When I am not able to see thee, my son, I prefer to die rather than to live.
Comforters:
Struggle, grief, and despair injure thee and do not profit thy son; instead, from thy wealth give to schoolboys and to the poor. Ask the kindness of Nicholas that he may pray for the mercy of the Father on high for thy son, that thy prayer may not fail.