The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind. The paired butterflies are already yellow with August Over the grass in the West garden; They hurt me. I grow older.
Ezra Pound (1885 - 1972)
Source: The River Merchant's Wife: A Letter (After Rihaku)
Contributed by: Zaady
Literature is news that stays news.
Source: ABC of Reading, 1934, ch. 2
With Usura With usura hath no man a house of good stone each block cut smooth and well fitting.
Source: Cantos, 1925—1959, XLV
No picture is made to endure nor to live with but it is made to sell and sell quickly with usura, sin against nature, is thy bread ever more of stale rags is thy bread dry as paper.
Source: Cantos, 1925—1959,
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