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Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound

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Go, my songs, seek your praise from the young
                          and from the intolerant,
             Move among the lovers of perfection alone.
             Seek ever to stand in the hard Sophoclean light
             And take you wounds from it gladly.

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Famam Librosque Cano

Your songs? Oh! The little mothers Will sing them in the twilight, And when the night Shrinketh the kiss of the dawn
Ezra on the Strike

Wal, Thanksgivin’ do be comin’ ro… With the price of turkeys on the b… And coal, by gum! Thet were just… Is surely gettin’ cheaper. The winds will soon begin to howl,
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Your Heart Has Trembled to my Tongue

Your heart has trembled to my tong… Your hands in mine have lain, Your thought to me has leaned and… Again and yet again, My dear,
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E.P. Ode Pour L’Election De Son Sepulchre

For three years, out of key with h… He strove to resuscitate the dead… Of poetry; to maintain “the sublim… In the old sense. Wrong from the… No, hardly, but seeing he had been…
The Bolshevik, by Boris Kustodiev
Alf’s Second Bit

THE NEO-COMMUNE Manhood of England, Dougth of the Shires, Want Russia to save ‘em And answer their prayers.
Phanopoeia

ROSE WHITE, YELLOW, SILV… The swirl of light follows me thro… The smoke of incense Mounts from the four horns of my b… The water-jet of gold light bears…
Fan-Piece, for Her Imperial Lord

O Fan of white silk, clear as frost on the grass—blade, You also are laid aside.
Homage to Sextus Propertius - V

Now if ever it is time to cleanse… to lead Emathian horses afield, And to name over the census of my… If I have not the faculty, ‘The b… ‘In the things of similar magnitud…
Albatre

This lady in the white bath-robe w… peignoir, Is, for the time being, the mistre… And the delicate white feet of her… Are not more delicate than she is,
Quies

This is another of our ancient lov… Pass and be silent, Rullus, for t… Hath lacked a something since this… Hath lacked a something. ’Twas bu…
Song

Love thou thy dream All base love scorning, Love thou the wind And here take warning That dreams alone can truly be,
Women Before a Shop

The gew-gaws of false amber and fa… ‘Like to like nature’: these agglu…
National Song (E.C.)

There is no land like England Where banks rise day by day, There are no banks like English b… To make the people pay. There is no such land of castles
A Song of the Degrees

Rest me with Chinese colours, For I think the glass is evil. The wind moves above the wheat– With a silver crashing, A thin war of metal.
Salutation the Second

You were praised, my books, because I had just come from the c… I was twenty years behind the time… so you found an audience ready. I do not disown you,



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