Sultans, kings, and emperors.
Man and steed in ponderous metal
Panoplied, they seemed to settle,
Condors gaunt of devastation,
On the world: behind their march—
Desolation: Conflagration
Loomed before them with her torch.
Helmets flamed like fearful flowers:
Chariots rose and moving towers:
Captains passed: each fierce commander