The kings of yore a custom had, so I've been told,
Of course thou’st heard it;—must remember it, of old,
On their left hand their champions took their usual place;
Because the heart is on the left of body's space. Their chancellor and scribes stood on their right hand all;
In that the writer's art to the right hand doth fall. Before their face the holy teachers stood erect,—
The mirrors of the soul;—than mirror more correct.