THRON'D high above these restless towns are three <br />Great elder spirits, calm-brow'd and beautiful, <br />As much inhabitants as any be <br />Who walk the streets to-day; their hearts are full <br />Of ever-blessing kindness, and I see <br />Their pictur'd thoughts and smiles benignant shine <br />From all the walls around with love divine, <br />And their past words declare a prophecy. <br />Time was when these great spirits walk'd the earth, <br />And time shall be when such again be born; <br />The shining constellation of their birth <br />Shall open to a wider glow of morn; <br />And all the pious thoughts these ancient works declare <br />Be by our children sung and painted everywhere.<br /><br />Bessie Rayner Parkes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/giotto-da-vinci-titian/
