| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Thrones | | By Mary Aldis |
| | | GOLDEN and green and blue | |
| Is the screen of the Empress’ throne; | |
| Golden and green and blue | |
| And the black of ebony. | |
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| Green and blue are the peacocks’ plumes | 5 |
| Standing to right and left; | |
| Golden and blue and green the silk | |
| Of the high-swung canopy. | |
| Wide and deep is the Empress’ throne | |
| Of carven, ebony, | 10 |
| With its straight footstool | |
| And its peacocks’ fans | |
| And its shadowing mystery. . . . . . . . . . | |
| Brown is the slope of the dust-blown hill | |
| And brown the dust-blown plain; | 15 |
| Grey are the guarding dogs of stone | |
| And grey the sentinels. | |
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| Grey are the carven shapes that lead | |
| To a carven sepulchre, | |
| Grey is the broken balustrade | 20 |
| And grey the heavy walls. | |
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| Wide and deep is the Empress’ throne | |
| On that hillside far away, | |
| With its carven dogs | |
| And its sentinels | 25 |
| And its mighty door of grey. | | | | |
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