Ripostes of Ezra Pound
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47 A VIRGINAL NO, no ! Go from me. I have left her lately. I will not spoil my sheath with lesser brightness, For my surrounding atir has a new light- ness ; Slight are her arms, yet they have bound me straitly And left me cloaked as with a gauze of aether ; As with sweet leaves ; as with a subtle clearness.
Oh, I have picked up magic in her near- ness To sheathe me half in half the things that sheathe her.
No, no ! Go from me. I have still the flavour, Soft as spring wind that's come from birc...hen bowers.
Green come the shoots, aye April in the branches, As winter's wound with her sleight hand she staunches, Hath of the tress a likeness of the savour : As white their bark, so white this lady's hours.
49 PAN IS DEAD PAN is dead. Great Pan is dead. Ah ! bow your heads, ye maidens all, And weave ye him his coronal.
There is no summer in the leaves, And withered are the sedges ; How shall we weave a coronal, Or gather floral pledges ?
That I may not say, Ladies. Death was ever a churl. That I may not say, Ladies.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
47 A VIRGINAL NO, no ! Go from me. I have left her lately. I will not spoil my sheath with lesser brightness, For my surrounding atir has a new light- ness ; Slight are her arms, yet they have bound me straitly And left me cloaked as with a gauze of aether ; As with sweet leaves ; as with a subtle clearness.
Oh, I have picked up magic in her near- ness To sheathe me half in half the things that sheathe her.
No, no ! Go from me. I have still the flavour, Soft as spring wind that's come from birc...hen bowers.
Green come the shoots, aye April in the branches, As winter's wound with her sleight hand she staunches, Hath of the tress a likeness of the savour : As white their bark, so white this lady's hours.
49 PAN IS DEAD PAN is dead. Great Pan is dead. Ah ! bow your heads, ye maidens all, And weave ye him his coronal.
There is no summer in the leaves, And withered are the sedges ; How shall we weave a coronal, Or gather floral pledges ?
That I may not say, Ladies. Death was ever a churl. That I may not say, Ladies.
What to read after Ripostes of Ezra Pound?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Pound Ezra to read onlineMoreLess
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