Ancient Music

Ezra Pound

Winter is icummen in,
Lhude sing Goddamm.
Raineth drop and staineth slop,
And how the wind doth ramm!
Sing: Goddamm.

Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,
An ague hath my ham.
Freezeth river, turneth liver,
Damn you, sing: Goddamm.

Goddamm, Goddamm, 'tis why I am, Goddamm,
So 'gainst the winter's balm.

Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm.
Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.

Next 10 Poems

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• Ezra Pound : Before Sleep
• Ezra Pound : Canto 1
• Ezra Pound : Canto 13
• Ezra Pound : Canto 49
• Ezra Pound : Canto I
• Ezra Pound : Canto Xiii
• Ezra Pound : Canto Xlix
• Ezra Pound : Cino
• Ezra Pound : E.p. Ode Pour L'election De Son Sepulchre

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