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Beside him, a little band of worn, anxious men, clad in thread bare garments  fishermen, petty clerks, and the like; and, following, a noisy rabble, shouting, as crowds in all lands and in all times shout, and as dogs bark, they know not why  because others are shouting, or barking. BESIDE HIM A LITTLE BAND OF WORN ANXIOUS MEN CLAD IN THREADBARE GARMENTS FISHERMEN PETTY CLERKS AND THE LIKE AND FOLLOWING A NOISY RABBLE SHOUTING AS CROWDS IN ALL LANDS AND IN ALL TIMES SHOUT AND AS DOGS BARK THEY KNOW NOT WHY BECAUSE OTHERS ARE SHOUTING OR BARKING
ss. It has spread itself through the world by speaking to the hearts, rather than to the heads of men. If it is still to live and grow, it must be helped along by such methods as these peasant players of Ober-Ammergau employ, not by high-class essays and the learned discussions of the cultured. "The crowded audience that sat beside us in the theatre yesterday saw Christ of Nazareth nearer than any book, however inspired, could bring him to them; clearer than any words, however eloquent, could show him. They saw the sorrow of his patient face. They heard his deep tones calling to them. They saw him in the hour of his so-called triumph, wending his way through the narrow streets of Jerusalem, the multitude that thronged round him waving their branches of green palms and shouting loud hosannas. "What a poor scene of triumph!--a poor-clad, pale-faced man, mounted upon the back of a shuffling, unwilling little grey donkey, passing slowly through the byways of a city, busy upon other things. MPLICITY ITS HOMELY HUMANNESS IT HAS SPREAD ITSELF THROUGH THE WORLD BY SPEAKING TO THE HEARTS RATHER THAN TO THE HEADS OF MEN IF IT IS STILL TO LIVE AND GROW IT MUST BE HELPED ALONG BY SUCH METHODS AS THESE PEASANT PLAYERS OF OBER AMMERGAU EMPLOY NOT BY HIGH CLASS ESSAYS AND THE LEARNED DISCUSSIONS OF THE CULTURED THE CROWDED AUDIENCE THAT SAT BESIDE US IN THE THEATRE YESTERDAY SAW CHRIST OF NAZARETH NEARER THAN ANY BOOK HOWEVER INSPIRED COULD BRING HIM TO THEM CLEARER THAN ANY WORDS HOWEVER ELOQUENT COULD SHOW HIM THEY SAW THE SORROW OF HIS PATIENT FACE THEY HEARD HIS DEEP TONES CALLING TO THEM THEY SAW HIM IN THE HOUR OF HIS SO CALLED TRIUMPH WENDING HIS WAY THROUGH THE NARROW STREETS OF JERUSALEM THE MULTITUDE THAT THRONGED ROUND HIM WAVING THEIR BRANCHES OF GREEN PALMS AND SHOUTING LOUD HASSANAS WHAT A POOR SCENE OF TRIUMPH A POOR CLAD PALE FACED MAN MOUNTED UPON THE BACK OF A SHUFFLING UNWILLING LITTLE GREY DONKEY PASSING SLOWLY THROUGH THE BYWAYS OF A CITY BUSY UPON OTHER THINGS
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