Ezra Pound Poem

The Cloak

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Thou keep’st thy rose-leaf
Till the rose-time will be over,
Think’st thou that Death will kiss thee?
Think’st thou that the Dark House
Will find thee such a lover
As I? Will the new roses miss thee?

Prefer my cloak unto the cloak of dust
‘Neath which the last year lies,
For thou shouldst more mistrust
Time than my eyes.

The Charge of the Bread Brigade

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