Lay your burdens down at the foot of the great burden-bearer’s cross. Be quiet even as a weaned child. At the same time, cry unto the Well-Beloved, “Draw me, we will run after thee”; and, or ever you are aware, your soul shall make you “like the chariots of Ammi-nadib.” If you cannot come to the Beloved he can come to you, “leaping over the mountains, skipping upon the hills,” and all your distance and disquiet will cease at once. So shall you keep the feast. It may so happen, that up to this moment