Horae Beatae Inscripto Poem by Ezra Pound

Horae Beatae Inscripto

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How will this beauty, when I am far hence,
Sweep back upon me and engulf my mind!

How will these hours, when we twain are gray,
Turned in their sapphire tide, come flooding o'er us!

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Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound

Hailey / Idaho
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