That made him conceive a greater joy--the joy of clothing the earth, of making life therein--of the love which in animals, and last in man, multiplies life for ever.
So there is progress of all things to man, and all created things before his coming have--in beauty, in power, in knowledge, in dim shapes of love and trust in the animals--had prophecies of him which man has realised, hints and previsions, dimly picturing the higher race, till man appeared at last, and one stage of being was complete.

But the law of progress does not cease now man has come.

None of his faculties are perfect.

They also by their imperfection suggest a further life, in which as all that was unfinished in the animals suggested man, so also that which is unfinished in us suggests ourselves in higher place and form.

Man's self is not yet Man.
We learn this not only from our own boundless desires for higher life, and from our sense of imperfection.