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A Poem for the Frustrated Artisan
I only read it up to "battered books." And I skim the furrin language.
But I won't just hint. Here's the start.
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Hugh Selwyn Mauberly (Part I)
by Ezra Pound
For three years, out of key with his time,
He strove to resuscitate the dead art
Of poetry; to maintain "the sublime"
In the old sense. Wrong from the start --
No, hardly, but, seeing he had been born
In a half savage country, out of date;
Bent resolutely on wringing lilies from the acorn;
Capaneus; trout for factitious bait:
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