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  • Canto III
    Another's a half-cracked fellow—John Heydon,
    Worker of miracles, dealer in levitation,
    176 lines
  • Tame Cat
    It rests me to be among beautiful women
    Why should one always lie about such matters?
    7 lines
  • Cantico del Sole
    The thought of what America would be like
    If the Classics had a wide circulation
    16 lines
  • And The Days Are Not Full Enough
    And the days are not full enough
    And the nights are not full enough
    3 lines, 4 comments
  • The Garden
    En robe de parade. Samain
    Like a skein of loose silk blown against a wall
    14 lines
  • An Immorality
    Sing we for love and idleness,
    Naught else is worth the having.
    8 lines
  • Meditatio
    When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogs
    I am compelled to conclude
    5 lines
  • Salutation
    O generation of the thoroughly smug
          and thoroughly uncomfortable,
    10 lines
  • L'Art
    Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth,
    Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.
    2 lines
  • In A Station Of The Metro
    The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
    petals on a wet, black bough.
    1 lines, 4 comments
  • A Pact
    I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman -
    I have detested you long enough.
    9 lines, 2 comments
  • A Virginal
    No, no! Go from me. I have left her lately.
    I will not spoil my sheath with lesser brightness,
    14 lines
  • The River-Merchant's Wife
    While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
    I played about the front gate, pulling flowers.
    29 lines, 1 comment
  • The Needle
    Come, or the stellar tide will slip away.
    Eastward avoid the hour of its decline,
    15 lines
  • Quies
    This is another of our ancient loves.
    Pass and be silent, Rullus, for the day
    4 lines
  • A Girl
    The tree has entered my hands,
    The sap has ascended my arms,
    10 lines, 10 comments
  • Ancient Music (Parody)
    Winter is icummen in,
    Lhude sing Goddamm.
    15 lines
  • Further Instructions
    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.
    19 lines
  • The Lake Isle
    O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves,
    Give me in due time, I beseech you, a little tobacco-shop,
    17 lines
  • Lament of the Frontier Guard
    By the North Gate, the wind blows full of sand,
    Lonely from the beginning of time until now!
    25 lines
  • Portrait d'une Femme
    Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea,
    London has swept about you this score years
    30 lines
  • Sestina: Altaforte
    Damn it all! all this our South stinks peace.
    You whoreson dog, Papiols, come! Let's to music!
    57 lines
  • Envoi
    Go, dumb-born book,
    Tell her that sang me once that song of Lawes:
    26 lines
  • Threnos
    IN o more for us the little sighing.
    No more the winds at twilight trouble us.
    25 lines
  • La Fraisne
    For I was a gaunt, grave councillor
    Being in all things wise, and very old,
    63 lines
  • Na Audiart
    Though thou well dost wish me ill
    Audiart, Audiart,
    56 lines
  • A Villonaud: Ballad Of The Gibbet
    OR THE SONG OF THE SIXTH COMPANION
    SCENE: 'En ce bourdel ou tenons nostre estat.'
    60 lines
  • Mesmerism
    Aye you're a man that ! ye old mesmerizer
    Tyin' your meanin' in seventy swadelin's,
    24 lines
  • Famam Librosque Cano
    Your songs?
    Oh! The little mothers
    52 lines
  • Cino
    Italian Campagna 1309, the open road
    Bah! I have sung women in three cities,
    58 lines
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