An angry dream before the Sphinx’s feet,
The exhalation of a furious thought,
Tall as the ghosts of Heaven’s battlements,
The apparition that had once been Troy!
A girl went out in the summer skies,
(The dice lie white for the throwing!)
A girl went out in the summer skies
And the sunlight laughed as it kissed her eyes!
(And the wind of Fate is blowing!) Song of the City Troy
She was ruddy and gold as a changing leaf