Ezra Pound(30 October 1885 - 1 November 1972 / Hailey / Idaho)
Alf's Twelfth Bit
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BALLAD FOR THE TIMES' SPECIAL SILVER NUMBER
Sez the Times a silver lining Is what has set us pining, Montague, Montague!
In the season sad and weary When our minds are very bleary, Montague, Montague!
There is Sir Hen. Deterding His phrases interlarding, Montague, Montague!
With the this and that and what For putting silver on the spot, Montague, Montague!
Just drop it in the slot And it will surely boil the pot, Montague, Montague!
Gold, of course, is solid too, But some silver set to stew Might do, too. Montague! With a lively wood-pulp ‘ad'.
To cheer the bad and sad, Montague, Montague!
- by Ezra Pound160
I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman - I have detested you long enough. I come to you as a grown child Who has had a pig-headed father; I am old enough now to make friends. It was you that broke the new wood, Now is a time for carving. We have one sap and one root - Let there be commerce between us.
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