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Ezra Pound's Poetry, by title

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  • What hast thou, my soul, with paradise?
    Will we not rather, when our freedom's won,
    15 lines
  • FROM THE PROVENCAL OF EN BERTRANS DE BORN
    Lady, since you care nothing for me,
    76 lines
  • Among the pickled foetuses and bottled bones,
    Engaged in perfecting the catalogue,
    23 lines
  • For or this agility chance found
    Him of all men, unfit
    106 lines
  • The sun rises in south east corner of things
    To look on the tall house of the Shin
    17 lines
  • The tree has entered my hands,
    The sap has ascended my arms,
    10 lines, 10 comments
  • I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman -
    I have detested you long enough.
    9 lines, 2 comments
  • Rest me with Chinese colours,
    For I think the glass is evil.
    22 lines
  • OR THE SONG OF THE SIXTH COMPANION
    SCENE: 'En ce bourdel ou tenons nostre estat.'
    60 lines
  • No, no! Go from me. I have left her lately.
    I will not spoil my sheath with lesser brightness,
    14 lines
  • A SONG OF EMPIRE
    Great is King George the Fifth,
    34 lines
  • 1 will get me to the wood
    Where the gods walk garlanded in wistaria,
    9 lines
  • As cool as the pale wet leaves
          of lily-of-the-valley
    3 lines, 1 comment
  • This lady in the white bath-robe which she calls a
          peignoir,
    8 lines
  • Vex not thou the banker's mind
    (His what?) with a show of sense,
    38 lines
  • SIR LAUNCELOT HAS A NEWSPAPER NOW
    My great press cleaves the guts of men,
    30 lines
  • The pomps of butchery, financial power,
    Told 'em to die in war, and then to save,
    24 lines
  • Rudyard the dud yard,
    Rudyard the false measure,
    20 lines
  • Listen, my children, and you shall hear
    The midnight activities of Whats-his Name,
    38 lines
  • THE NEO-COMMUNE
    Manhood of England,
    17 lines
  • Did I 'ear it 'arf in a doze:
    The Co-ops was a goin' somewhere,
    23 lines
  • Let some new lying ass,
    Who knows not what is or was,
    33 lines
  • Scarce and thin, scarce and thin
    The government's excuse,
    18 lines
  • DOLE THE BELL! BELL THE DOLE!
    Whom can these duds attack?
    23 lines
  • BALLAD FOR THE TIMES' SPECIAL SILVER NUMBER
    Sez the Times a silver lining
    28 lines
  • To one, on returning certain years after
    34 lines
  • Sing we for love and idleness,
    Naught else is worth the having.
    8 lines
  • This thing, that hath a code and not a core,
    Hath set acquaintance where might be affections,
    3 lines
  • Winter is icummen in,
    Lhude sing Goddamm.
    15 lines
  • So-shu dreamed,
    And having dreamed that he was a bird, a bee, and a butterfly,
    4 lines
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