From lower to the higher next,
Not to the top, is Nature's text;
And embryo good, to reach full stature,
Absorbs the evil in its nature.
_Festina Lente_. J.R. LOWELL.
Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone,
Not God's, and not the beast's;
God is, they are,
Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be.
_A Death in the Desert_. R. BROWNING.
Progress is
The law of life, man is not
Man as yet.
_Paracelsus, Pt. V_. R. BROWNING.
The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man,
And the man said, "Am I your debtor?"
And the Lord--"Not yet: but make it as clean as you can,
And then I will let you a better."
_By an Evolutionist_. A. TENNYSON.
Eternal process moving on,
From state to state the spirit moves.
_In Memoriam, LXXXIII_. A. TENNYSON.