Poems by Ezra Pound
Historion
... And yet I know, how that the souls of all men great ...
The Summons
... And passed In that gay youth I had but yester-year ...
Fan-Piece, For Her Imperial Lord
... clear as frost on the grass-blade,You also are laid aside ...
The Jewel Stairs' Grievance
... It is so late that the dew soaks my gauze stockings, ...
Ione, Dead the Long Year
... Where Ione Walked once, and now does not walk ...
Invern
... Lo I am withered with waiting till my spring cometh! ...
Sub Mare
... Since you have come this place has hovered round me, ...
In Tempore Senectutis
... When I am old I will not have you look apart ...
Quies
... Hath lacked a something since this lady passed ...
La Regina Avrillouse
... Mid laugh-broken streams, spirit of rain unsure, ...
Alfs Tenth Bit
... Until the mind of the old nation gets a little stronger ...
Phasellus Ille
... Which brought the hair-cloth chair to such perfection, ...
Albatre
... Nor would Gautier himself have despised their contrasts ...
The Game Of Chess
... vortex, Clash, leaping of bands, straight strips of hard ...
Come To My Cantilations
... Let us dump our hatreds into one bunch and be done with them, ...
