Ezra Pound Poems

So-shu dreamed,
And having dreamed that he was a bird, a bee, and a butterfly,
He was uncertain why he should try to feel like anything else,
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Some may have blamed us that we cease to speak
Of things we spoke of in our verses early,
Saying: a lovely voice is such as such;
Saying: that lady's eyes were sad last week,
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Lord God of heaven that with mercy dight
Th'alternate prayer wheel of the night and light
Eternal hath to thee, and in whose sight
Our days as rain drops in the sea surge fall,
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Hymn to the Dope


Goddess of the murmuring courts,
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I am a grave poetic hen
That lays poetic eggs
And to enhance my temperament
A little quiet begs.
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I can not bow to woo thee
With honey words and flower kisses
And the dew of sweet half-truths
Fallen on the grass of old quaint love-tales
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I had over prepared the event,
that much was ominous.
With middle-ageing care
I had laid out just the right books.
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This lady in the white bath-robe which she calls a
peignoir,
Is, for the time being, the mistress of my friend,
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