Hymen by Hilda Doolittle — Read

_As from a temple service, tall and dignified, with slow pace, each a queen, the sixteen matrons from the temple of Hera pass before the curtain -- a dark purple hung between Ionic columns -- of the porch or open hall of a palace. Their hair is bound as the marble hair of the temple Hera. Each wears a crown or diadem of gold._

_They sing -- the music is temple music, deep, simple, chanting notes: _