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    Personae
    Personae
    Personae
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    Personae

    By Ezra Pound

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateNov 27, 2013
    Personae
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    Ezra Pound

    Ezra Pound (1885–1972) is one of the most influential, and controversial, poets of the twentieth century. His poetry remains vital, challenging, contentious, unassimilable.

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      Personae - Ezra Pound

      The Project Gutenberg EBook of Personae, by Ezra Pound

      This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with

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      with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org

      Title: Personae

      Author: Ezra Pound

      Release Date: October 24, 2012 [EBook #41162]

      Language: English

      *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PERSONAE ***

      Produced by Marc D'Hooghe at http://www.freeliterature.org

      (Images generously made available by the Internet Archive)

      PERSONAE

      OF

      EZRA POUND

      LONDON

      ELKIN MATHEWS, VIGO STREET

      MCMIX

      "Make-strong old dreams lest this our world lose heart."

      THIS BOOK IS FOR

      MARY MOORE

      OF TRENTON, IF SHE WANTS IT

      CONTENTS

      GRACE BEFORE SONG

      LA FRAISNE

      CINO

      NA AUDIART

      VILLONAUD FOR THIS YULE

      A VILLONAUD: BALLAD OF THE GIBBET

      MESMERISM

      FIFINE ANSWERS

      IN TEMPORE SENECTUTIS

      FAMAM LIBROSQUE CANO

      SCRIPTOR IGNOTUS

      PRAISE OF YSOLT

      CAMARADERIE

      MASKS

      TALLY-O

      BALLAD FOR GLOOM

      FOR E. Mc C

      AT THE HEART O' ME

      XENIA

      OCCIDIT

      SEARCH

      AN IDYL FOR GLAUCUS

      IN DURANCE

      GUILLAUME DE LORRIS BELATED

      IN THE OLD AGE OF THE SOUL

      ALBA BELINGALIS

      FROM SYRIA

      FROM THE SADDLE

      MARVOIL

      REVOLT

      AND THUS IN NINEVEH

      THE WHITE STAG

      PICCADILLY

      NOTES

      PERSONAE

      Grace before Song

      Lord God of heaven that with mercy dight

      Th' alternate prayer-wheel of the night and light

      Eternal hath to thee, and in whose sight

      Our days as rain drops in the sea surge fall,

      As bright white drops upon a leaden sea

      Grant so my songs to this grey folk may be:

      As drops that dream and gleam and falling catch the sun,

      Evan'scent mirrors every opal one

      Of such his splendour as their compass is,

      So, bold My Songs, seek ye such death as this.

      La Fraisne

      [1]

      SCENE: The Ash Wood of Malvern.

      For I was a gaunt, grave councillor

      Being in all things wise, and very old,

      But I have put aside this folly and the cold

      That old age weareth for a cloak.

      I was quite strong—at least they said so—

      The young men at the sword-play;

      But I have put aside this folly, being gay

      In another fashion that more suiteth me.

      I have curled mid the boles of the ash wood,

      I have hidden my face where the oak

      Spread his leaves over me, and the yoke

      Of the old ways of men have I cast aside.

      By the still pool of Mar-nan-otha

      Have I found me a bride

      That was a dog-wood tree some syne.

      She hath called me from mine old ways

      She hath hushed my rancour of council,

      Bidding me praise

      Naught but the wind that flutters in the leaves.

      She hath drawn me from mine old ways,

      Till men say that I am mad;

      But I have seen the sorrow of men, and am glad,

      For I know that the wailing and bitterness are a folly.

      And I? I have put aside all folly and all grief.

      I wrapped my tears in an ellum leaf

      And left them under a stone

      And now men call me mad because I have thrown

      All folly from me, putting it aside

      To leave the old barren ways of men,

      Because my bride

      Is a pool of the wood, and

      Though all men say that I am mad

      It is only that I am glad,

      Very glad, for my bride hath toward me a great love

      That is sweeter than the love of women

      That plague and burn and drive one away.

      Aie-e! 'Tis true that I am gay

      Quite gay, for I have her alone here

      And no

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