Ezra Pound

I do not choose to dream; there cometh on
Some strange old lust for deeds
As to the nerveless hand of some old
The sword-hilt or the war-worn wonted

Come, my songs, let us express our baser passions
Let us express our envy for the man with a steady job and no worry about the future
You are very idle, my songs,
I fear you will come to a bad end

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,
As bright white drops upon a leaden sea Grant so my songs to this...

When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogsI am compelled to
That man is the superior animal
When I consider the curious habits of manI confess, my friend,
I am puzzled

Lady of rich allure,
Queen of the spring's embrace,
Your arms are long like boughs of ash,
Mid laugh-broken streams, spirit of rain unsure,

When I am oldI will not have you look
From me, into the cold,
Friend of my heart,
Nor be sad in your

Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea, London has swept about you this score years And bright ships left you this or that in fee: Ideas, old gossip, oddments of all things, Strange spars of knowledge and dimmed wares of price
Great minds hav...

En robe de parade
Like a skein of loose silk blown against a
She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens,
And she is dying piece-meal      Tof a sort of emotional anaemia

Love thou thy
All base love scorning,
Love thou the
And here take

Towards the Noel that morte saison (Christ make the shepherds' homage dear
)Then when the grey wolves everychone Drink of the winds their chill small-beer And lap o' the snows food's gueredon Then makyth my heart his yule-tide cheer (Skoal

Earth's winter
And I being part of
And sith the spirit of all moveth in meI must needs bear earth's
Drawn cold and grey with

Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth,
Crushed strawberries
Come, let us feast our eyes