Here is a part that's slight, and part gone wrong, And much of little moment, and some few Perfect as Dürer!
"In the Studio" and these two portraits, [A] if I had my choice! And then these sketches in the mood of Greece?
You had your searches, your uncertainties, And this is good to know—for us, I mean, Who bear the brunt of our America And try to wrench her impulse into art.
You were not always sure, not always set To hiding night or tuning "symphonies"; Had not one style from birth, but tried and pried And stretched and tampered with the media.
You and Abe Lincoln from that mass of dolts Show us there's chance at least of winning through.
Ezra Pound
MIDDLE-AGED A STUDY IN AN EMOTION
"'Tis but a vague, invarious delight As gold that rains about some buried king.
As the fine flakes, When tourists frolicking Stamp on his roof or in the glazing light Try photographs, wolf down their ale and cakes And start to inspect some further pyramid;