Homage to Sextus Propertius - X by Ezra Pound .Light, light of my eyes, at an ex And intoxicated, and no servant was leading me, And a minute crowd of small boys c I do not know what boys,
Dieu! Qu’Il La Fait by Ezra Pound FROM CHARLES D’ORLEANS God! that mad’st her well regard h How she is so fair and bonny; For the great charms that are upon Ready are all folks to reward her.
When You Are Old by Ezra Pound When you are old, and I am passed Passed, and your face, your golden I think, what’er the end, this d Comforting you, a friendly star wi Down the dim slope where you still
Mesmerism by Ezra Pound Aye you’re a man that! ye old mesm Tyin’ your meanin’ in seventy swad One must of needs be a hang’d earl To catch you at worm turning. Hol ‘Cat’s i’ the water butt!' Though
The Seafarer by Ezra Pound May I for my own self song’s trut Journey’s jargon, how I in harsh Hardship endured oft. Bitter breast—cares have I abided Known on my keel many a care’s hol
While the West Is Paling by Ezra Pound While the west is paling Starshine is begun. While the dusk is failing Glimmers up the sun. So, till darkness cover
What Is to Come by Ezra Pound What is to come we know not. But That what has been was good—was go Better to hide, and best of all to We are the masters of the days tha We have lived, we have loved, we h
Ortus by Ezra Pound How have I laboured? How have I not laboured To bring her soul to birth, To give these elements a name and She is beautiful as the sunlight,
Threnos by Ezra Pound IN o more for us the little sighi No more the winds at twilight trou Lo the fair dead! No more do I burn. No more for us the fluttering of w
Notes for Canto CXX by Ezra Pound I have tried to write Paradise Do not move Let the wind speak that is paradise. Let the Gods forgive what I
