My framework is broken, I am coming to an end, br God send it soon. When I had most to say br my tongue clung to the roof br I mean of my mouth. It is my Lady's birthday br which must be honoured, and has been. God send br it soon. br br I now must speak to my disciples, west br and east. I say to you, Do not delay br I say, expectation is vain. br I say again, It is my Lady's birthday br which must be honoured. Bring her to the test br at once. br br I say again, It is my Lady's birthday br which must be honoured, for her high black hair br but not for that alone: br for every word she utters everywhere br shows her good soul, as true as a healed bone,— br being part of what I meant to say.