None knows, nor can our oldest legends tell
Who built so great a City.”
I went my way.
IV—THE TORCH IN ITALY
Leonardo Da Vinci
I
HILLS AND THE SEA
The mists rolled back. I saw the City of Flowers
Far down, upon the plain; and, on the slope
Beside us—we were shadows and unseen,—
Giulio, the painter, sketching rocks and trees.