Let us watch these mighty ones as they pass silently by.
Then we see the sublime Buddha, his yellow robe not half so glorious as the heart it covered, and our own dear Master, t.
Through the shades of the past we dimly see Krishna, the illuminated, who on the battlefield of life taught man the mysteries of his own soul.
Then Hermes, the thrice greatest, with his emerald tablet of divine revelation.
First, Orpheus, playing upon the seven stringed lyre of his own being, the music of the spheres.
Let us watch these mighty ones as they pass silently by