The gods descend in the likeness of men, and ascending transfigure the man into their Personal likeness. Descending below himself he debases and disfigures this image; as by choice he leaps upwards, so by choice he lapses downwards. Yet, while free to choose, he sinks himself never beneath himself absolutely, his _beneath_ subsisting by his election only. His choices free or fetter, elevate or debase, deify or demonize his humanity. Superior to all forces is the Spirit within, doing or defying his determinations, ever holding him fast to the consequences. Obeying its dictates or disobeying, frees or binds. It has golden chains for the good, for others iron. Love is its soft, yet mighty curb; freedom its easy yoke; fate its fetter. Nor man in evil willingly doth rest, Nor God in good unwillingly is blest. There is no appeal from the decisions of this High Court of Duty in the breast. The Ought is the Must and the Inevitable. One may misinterpret the voice, may deliberate, disobey the commandment, but cannot escape the consequences of his election. The deed decides. Nor is the Conscience appeased till sooner or later our deserts are pronounced--The welcome "well done," or the dread "depart." "'Tis vain to flee till gentle mercy show Her better eye. The further off we go The swing of justice deals the mightier blow." Only the repenting consciousness of freedom abused restores the lost holiness, redeems from the guilty lapse--the sin that in separating us from the One, revealed the fearful Doubleness within, opening the yawning pit down which we stumbled, to become the prey of the undying worm. "Meek love alone doth wash our ills away." And with love enough, knowledge were useless. It comes in defect of love. Exhaustless in its sources, love supersedes knowledge, being the proper intellect of spirit and spring of intuition--God being very God, because his love absorbs all knowledge and contains his Godhead. Knowing without loving is decease from love, and lapse from pure intellect into sense. Knowledge is not enough. The more knowledge, the deeper the depths left unsounded, the more exacting our faith in the certainty of knowing. Our faith feels after its objects, if haply by groping in the darkness of our ignorance we may fathom its depths, and find ourselves in Him who is ever seeking us. "Although no man knoweth the spirit of a man save The Spirit within him, yet is there something in him that not even man's spirit knoweth." "WHO placed thee here, did something then infuse Which now can tell thee news." [Illustration: Small decoration of a flower and leaves] III. GENESIS. "Had man withstood the trial, his descendants would have been born one from another in the same way that Adam--i. e., mankind--was, namely, in the image of God; for that which proceeds from the Eternal has eternal manner of birth."--BEHMEN. [Illustration: Decorative banner of a beetle among flowers and leaves]