Divineress

The mad Divineress had plainly writ, A time shou'd come (but many ages yet,) In which, sinister destinies ordain

Altogether, with her snowy raiment and white flesh and passionless face, she seems rather a beautiful living statue than a Japanese maiden. And all the while the weird flutes sob and shrill, and the muttering of the drums is like an incantation. What I have seen is called the Dance of the Miko, the Divineress.