Poems by Ezra Pound
Her Monument, The Image Cut Thereon
... Finds 'neath this rock fit mould, fit resting place! ...
Causa
... I join these words for four people, ...
Amities
... Te Voilel, mon Bourrienne, you also shall be immortal ...
Ortus
... How have I laboured to bring her soul into separation ...
The Spring
... Though every branch have back what last year lost, ...
The Social Order
... And it is to be hoped that their spirits will walk ...
La Fraisne
... . . And they said I was quite strong, among the young men ...
The Faun
... Ha! sir, I have seen you sniffing and snoozling ...
Coitus
... Here is there naught of dead gods ...
Mr. Housman's Message
... Some lads get hung, and some get shot ...
Middle-Aged
... Try photographs, wolf down their ale and cakes ...
Canto IV
... Thus the light rains, thus pours, e lo soleills plovil ...
Canto XLIX: For the Seven Lakes
... In seventeen hundred came Tsing to these hill lakes ...
Homage To Sextus Propertius - XII
... A Trojan and adulterous person came to Menelaus under the rites of hospitium, ...
The Baby
... Like to-day's great men in Britain ...
