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Pound, Ezra: Epilogue

Portre of Pound, Ezra

Epilogue (English)

O Chansons foregoing
You were a seven days' wonder.
When you came out in the magazines
You created considerable stir in Chicago,
And now you are stale and worn out,
You're a very depleted fashion,
A hoop-skirt, a calash,
An homely, transient antiquity.
Only emotion remains.
Your emotions?
Are those of a maître-de-cafe.

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Epílogo (Spanish)

Ay, Chansons anteriores,
fuisteis una maravilla de siete días.
Cuando salisteis en las revistas
creasteis considerable conmoción en Chicago,
y ahora estáis trilladas y gastadas,
sois una moda agotada,
un miriñaque, una capota vieja,
una efímera antigualla casera.
Sólo queda la emoción.
¿Vuestras emociones?
Son las de un maître de café.

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