| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917. |
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| 4. The Tragedienne |
| | | By Zoë Akins |
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| A STORM is riding on the tide; | |
| Grey is the day and grey the tide, | |
| Far-off the sea-gulls wheel and cry— | |
| A storm draws near upon the tide; | |
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| A city lifts its minarets | 5 |
| To winds that from the desert sweep, | |
| And prisoned Arab women weep | |
| Below the domes and minarets; | |
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| Upon a hill in Thessaly | |
| Stand broken columns in a line | 10 |
| About a cold forgotten shrine, | |
| Beneath a moon in Thessaly: | |
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| But in the world there is no place | |
| So desolate as your tragic face. | |
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