Ezra Pound

A Virginal By Ezra Pound

No, no! Go from me. I have left her lately. I will not spoil my sheath with lesser brightness. For my surrounding air hath a new lightness. Slight are her arms, yet they have bound me straitly. And left me cloaked as with a gauze of æther. As with sweet leaves; as with subtle clearness. […]

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