is able to
"Discern, compare, pronounce at last,
This rage was right i' the main,
That acquiescence vain";C
C: Ibid.
so man is able to penetrate beneath the apparently chaotic play of phenomena, and find in them law, and beauty, and goodness. The laws which he finds by thought are not his inventions, but his discoveries. The harmonies are in the organ, if the artist only knows how to elicit them. Nay, the connection is still more intimate. It is in the thought of man that silent nature finds its voice; it blooms into "meaning," significance, thought, in him, as the plant shows its beauty in the flower. Nature is making towards humanity, and in humanity it finds itself.
"Striving to be man, the worm
Mounts through all the spires of form."A
A: Emerson.