A Gothic cathedral like Antwerp or Strasburg,--what is it but a striving upward of the soul to lose itself in God?
A symphony of Beethoven,--what is it but the same unbounded longing and striving toward the Infinite and Eternal?
The poetry of Wordsworth, of Goethe, Schiller, Dante, Byron, Victor Hugo, Manzoni, all partake of the same element.

It is opposed to classic art and classic poetry in this, that instead of limits, it seeks the unlimited; that is, it believes in spirit, which alone is the unlimited; the _in_finite, that which _is,_ not that which appears; the _essence_ of things, not their _ex_istence or outwardness.
Thus Christianity meets and accepts the truth of Brahmanism.

But how does it fulfil Brahmanism?
The deficiencies of Brahmanism are these,--that holding to eternity, it omits time, and so loses history.

It therefore is incapable of progress, for progress takes place in time.

Believing in spirit, or infinite unlimited substance, it loses person, or definite substance, whether infinite or finite.