Ezra Pound Poem

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The black panther treads at my side,
And above my fingers
There float the petal-like flames.

The milk-white girls
Unbend from the holly-trees,
And their snow-white leopard
Watches to follow our trace.

Her Monument, the Image Cut Thereon
Guido Invites You Thus

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