Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
AncoraEzra Pound
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O canzonetti,
We who went out into the four A. M. of the world,
Composing our albas;
We who shook off our dew with the rabbits;
We who have seen even Artemis a-binding her sandals,
Have we ever heard the like! O mountains of Hellas!
When we sat upon the granite brink in Helicon
Clothed in the tattered sunlight,
O Muses with delicate shins,
O Muses with delectable knee-joints,
When we splashed and were splashed with
The lucid Castalian spray,
Had we ever such an epithet
Cast upon us!