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"They saw him, angry and indignant, driving out the desecrators from the temple. They saw the rabble, who a few brief moments before had followed him, shouting 'Hosanna,' slinking away from him to shout with his foes. THEY SAW HIM ANGRY AND INDIGNANT DRIVING OUT THE DESECRATORS FROM THE TEMPLE THEY SAW THE RABBLE WHO A FEW BRIEF MOMENTS BEFORE HAD FOLLOWED HIM SHOUTING HOSANNA SLINKING AWAY FROM HIM TO SHOUT WITH HIS FOES
how 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. 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. And that scene marks the highest triumph won while he lived on earth by the village carpenter of Galilee, about whom the world has been fighting and thinking and talking so hard for the last eighteen hundred years. 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 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 AND THAT SCENE MARKS THE HIGHEST TRIUMPH ONE WHILE HE LIVED ON EARTH BY THE VILLAGE CARPENTER OF GALILEE ABOUT WHOM THE WORLD HAS BEEN FIGHTING AND THINKING AND TALKING SO HARD FOR THE LAST EIGHTEEN HUNDRED YEARS
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