white ray of light; so objective reality, in all that it is for food, for power, for truth, for right, for beauty; is to meet in human life, for nutriment, for furnishment, and for the completion of manhood. If you want to know what the objective self of the fish is, look at the ocean. If you want to know what the objective self of the eagle is, look at the sky. If you want to know what the objective self of the elephant is, look at the Asiatic jungle. If you want to know what the objective self of man is, look at the conditions of food, power, truth, law, and beauty which environ him. The fish gets the water, the bird gets the air, and the elephant gets the jungle; but man, with a nature illimitable, with capacities inexhaustible, with hunger deep as truth, with aspirations as wide as right, and with an ideal as unfathomable as beauty, is the child of the eternal God, and is to get the fullness of his nature in nothing less than the entire expression which God has made of himself in objective reality. II. All truth, as we have before stated, which man has tried to express, is but a transcript of divine truth. The truth of astronomy is a transcript from the reality of the stars. The truth of botany is a transcript from the reality of plants. The truth of geology is a transcript from the reality of the earth’s structure. All right, which man has sought to embody in statutes, in constitutions, in enactments, is but a transcript from the will of God. So all beauty, which man has attempted to symbolize, is contained in the nature of things, and has its source in God. The beauty man has seen has taken in the process of history many forms. It is seen in architecture, sculpture, poetry, painting, and music. These are different forms of the same thing. As the persistent physical force expresses itself in heat, light, electricity, and magnetism, so genius is the persistent mental force which expresses itself in art. Sometimes the persistent mental force comes to such unity and fullness in some massive soul that from him it goes out into all the fine arts. Michael Angelo was by turns poet, painter, sculptor, and architect. Had he lived in Germany in the time of Beethoven he would have added to his other accomplishments that of music. The noblest specimens of music are only great cathedrals constructed out of sound, as Michael Angelo’s “Moses” was a great epic poem wrought in stone. We wish to consider beauty in its relation to the æsthetic sense, in two aspects of itself.