Those Delicate Wanderers, The Wind, The Star, The Cloud, Ever Before Mine Eyes, As To An Altar Bowed, Light And Dew-Laden Airs Offer In Sacrifice. The Offerings Arise: Hazes Of Rainbow Light, Pure Crystal, Blue, And Gold, Through Dreamland Take Their Flight; And 'Mid The Sacrifice God Moveth As Of Old. In Miracles Of Fire He Symbols Forth His Days; In Gleams Of Crystal Light Reveals What Pure Pathways Lead To The Soul'S Desire, The Silence Of The Height.