Ezra Pound Quotes

The ant's a centaur in his dragon world. Pull down thy vanity, it is not man Made courage, or made order, or made grace. Pull down thy vanity, I say pull down.
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet. Canto LXXXI (l. 141-144). . . The Cantos of Ezra Pound. (1970, repr. 1991) New Directions.
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I should consent to breed under pressure, if I were convinced in any way of the reasonableness of reproducing the species. But my nerves and the nerves of any woman I could live with three months, would produce only a victim ... lacking in impulse, a mere bundle of discriminations. If I were wealthy I might subsidize a stud of young peasants, or a tribal group in Tahiti.
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet, critic. Quoted in Little Review (September 1917).
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Hast 'ou fashioned so airy a mood To draw up leaf from the root? Hast 'ou found a cloud so light As seemed neither mist nor shade?
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet. Canto LXXXI (l. 105-108). . . The Cantos of Ezra Pound. (1970, repr. 1991) New Directions.
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Hell grant soon we hear again the swords clash! And the shrill neighs of destriers in battle rejoicing, Spiked breast to spiked breast opposing!
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet. Sestina: Altaforte (l. 13-15). . . The Selected Poems of Ezra Pound. (1957) New Directions.
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Thou art a beaten dog beneath the hail, A swollen magpie in a fitful sun, Half black half white Nor knowst'ou wing from tail Pull down thy vanity How mean thy hates
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet. Canto LXXXI (l. 152-157). . . The Cantos of Ezra Pound. (1970, repr. 1991) New Directions.
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Bah! there's no wine like the blood's crimson!
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet. Sestina: Altaforte (l. 18). . . The Selected Poems of Ezra Pound. (1957) New Directions.
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To have gathered from the air a live tradition or from a fine old eye the unconquered flame This is not vanity. Here error is all in the not done, all in the diffidence that faltered . . .
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet. Canto LXXXI (l. 167-171). . . The Cantos of Ezra Pound. (1970, repr. 1991) New Directions.
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The man who fears war and squats opposing My words for stour, hath no blood of crimson But is fit only to rot in womanish peace
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet. Sestina: Altaforte (l. 25-27). . . The Selected Poems of Ezra Pound. (1957) New Directions.
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Learn of the green world what can be thy place In scaled invention or true artistry,
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet. Canto LXXXI (l. 145-146). . . The Cantos of Ezra Pound. (1970, repr. 1991) New Directions.
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Damn it all! all this our South stinks peace. You whoreson dog, Papiols, come! Let's to music!
Ezra Pound (1885-1972), U.S. poet. Sestina: Altaforte (l. 1-2). . . The Selected Poems of Ezra Pound. (1957) New Directions.
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