Marvoil (Ezra Pound Poems)
A poor clerk I, 'Arnaut the less' they call me,And because I have small mind to sitDay long, long day ...
A poor clerk I, 'Arnaut the less' they call me,And because I have small mind to sitDay long, long day ...
If all the grief and woe and bitterness,All dolour, ill and every evil chanceThat ever came upon this grieving worldWere ...
The good BellairesDo not understand the conduct of this world's affairs.In fact they understood them so badlyThat they have had ...
'Tis but a vague, invarious delightAs gold that rains about some buried king.As the fine flakes,When tourists frolickingStamp on his ...
Luini in porcelain! The grand piano Utters a profane Protest with her clear soprano. The sleek head emerges From the ...
By the North Gate, the wind blows full of sand, Lonely from the beginning of time until now! Trees fall, ...
Lady of rich allure, Queen of the spring's embrace, Your arms are long like boughs of ash, Mid laugh-broken streams, ...
And then went down to the ship, Set keel to breakers, forth on the godly sea, and We set up ...
Hymn to the Dope Goddess of the murmuring courts, Nicotine, my Nicotine, Houri of the mystic sports, trailing-robed in gabardine, ...
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