In English
In ’s court, a was once explaining the inner meaning of the , with a great deal of skilful casuistry. Among the thousands who nodded their heads in appreciation, there was an illiterate peasant who was shedding tears throughout. When he was accosted, he gave his explanation thus: I can neither appreciate your scholarship nor understand your argument, but, I see in the picture of there that is seated in front, and, turning His head back towards , all the time He is relating the to him. I weep, because ’s neck is bound to be paining, on account of this strain. Why does not realise this and come more to the front?