Francesca
Ezra Pound
Track 12 on Exultations
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Francesca Lyrics
You came in out of the night
And there were flowers in your hands,
Now you will come out of a confusion of people,
Out of a turmoil of speech about you.
I who have seen you amid the primal things
Was angry when they spoke your name
In ordinary places.
I would that the cool waves might flow over my mind,
And that the world should dry as a dead leaf,
Or as a dandelion seed-pod and be swept away,
So that I might find you again,
Alone.
And there were flowers in your hands,
Now you will come out of a confusion of people,
Out of a turmoil of speech about you.
I who have seen you amid the primal things
Was angry when they spoke your name
In ordinary places.
I would that the cool waves might flow over my mind,
And that the world should dry as a dead leaf,
Or as a dandelion seed-pod and be swept away,
So that I might find you again,
Alone.
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- 6.Hymn III
- 8.Portrait
- 12.Francesca
- 13.Greek Epigram
- 15.Plotinus
- 16.Histrion
- 17.Defiance
- 18.Nel Biancheggiar
- 19.Nils Lykke
- 22.Alba Innominata
- 23.Planh
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