Go gaze on the eagle, his eye on the sun, Fast gathering strength for a flight well begun, As rising he rests in a liberty higher Than genius inflated with worldly desire. No tear dims his eye, nor his pinions lose power [30] To gaze on the lark in her emerald bower— Whenever he soareth to fashion his nest, No vision more bright than the dream in his breast. [Page 355.] The Way The present stage of progress in Christian Science pre- [2] sents two opposite aspects,—a full-orbed promise, and a gaunt want. The need, however, is not of the letter, but the spirit. [5] Less teaching and good healing is to-day the acme of “well done;” a healing that is not guesswork,—chronic recovery ebbing and flowing,—but instantaneous cure. This absolute demonstration of Science must be revived. To consummate this _desideratum_, mortal mind must pass [10] through three stages of growth. First, self-knowledge. The physician must know him- self and understand the mental state of his patient. Error found out is two-thirds destroyed, and the last third pierces itself, for the remainder only stimulates and gives [15] scope to higher demonstration. To strike out right and left against the mist, never clears the vision; but to lift your head above it, is a sovereign panacea. Mental dark- ness is senseless error, neither intelligence nor power, and its victim is responsible for its supposititious presence. [20] “Cast the beam out of thine own eye.” Learn what in thine own mentality is unlike “the anointed,” and cast it out; then thou wilt discern the error in thy patient’s mind that makes his body sick, and remove it, and rest like the dove from the deluge. [25] “Physician, heal thyself.” Let no clouds of sin gather and fall in mist and showers from thine own mental atmosphere. Hold thy gaze to the light, and the iris of faith, more beautiful than the rainbow seen from my window at the close of a balmy autumnal day, will span [30] thy heavens of thought. [Page 356.] A radiant sunset, beautiful as blessings when they take [1] their flight, dilates and kindles into rest. Thus will a life corrected illumine its own atmosphere with spiritual glow and understanding. The pent-up elements of mortal mind need no terrible [5] detonation to free them. Envy, rivalry, hate need no temporary indulgence that they be destroyed through suffering; they should be stifled from lack of air and freedom. My students, with cultured intellects, chastened affec- [10] tions, and costly hopes, give promise of grand careers. But they must remember that the seedtime is passed, the harvest hour has come; and songs should ascend from the mount of revelation, sweeter than the sound of vintage bells. [15]