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- 0:06Speaker 1: Er Song of the Bowmen of Shoe from Cathay by
- 0:14Speaker 1: Ezra Pound Readfullybrivox dot Org by Alan Drake. Here we
- 0:24Speaker 1: are picking the first fern shoots and saying, when shall
- 0:29Speaker 1: we get back to our country? We are here because
- 0:32Speaker 1: we have the kennon for our foemen. We have no
- 0:36Speaker 1: comfort because of these mongols. We grub the soft fernshoots.
- 0:40Speaker 1: When anyone says return, the others are full of sorrow,
- 0:45Speaker 1: sorrowful minds. Sorrow is strong. We are hungry and thirsty.
- 0:53Speaker 1: Our defense is not yet made sure. No one can
- 0:56Speaker 1: let his friend return. We grub the old ferns dogs.
- 1:00Speaker 1: We say, will we be let to go back? In October?
- 1:04Speaker 1: There is no ease in royal affairs. We have no comfort.
- 1:09Speaker 1: Our sorrow is bitter, but we would not return to
- 1:12Speaker 1: our company. What flower has come into blossom? Whose chariot?
- 1:19Speaker 1: The generals horses? His horses even are tired. They were strong.
- 1:26Speaker 1: We have no rest. Three battles a month, by heaven.
- 1:30Speaker 1: His horses are tired. The generals are on them, the
- 1:35Speaker 1: soldiers are by them. The horses are well trained. The
- 1:40Speaker 1: generals have ivory arrows and quivers ornamented with fish skin.
- 1:46Speaker 1: The enemy is swift. We must be careful. When we
- 1:50Speaker 1: set out, the willows were drooping with spring. We come
- 1:54Speaker 1: back in the snow. We go slowly. We are hung
- 2:00Speaker 1: and thirsty. Our mind is full of sorrow. Who will
- 2:06Speaker 1: know our grief? End of poem by Buno, reputedly eleven
- 2:14Speaker 1: hundred BC. This recording is in the public domain. The
- 2:29Speaker 1: Beautiful Toilet by Ezra Pound read for LibriVox dot org
- 2:35Speaker 1: by Alan Drake. Blue blue is the grass above the river,
- 2:44Speaker 1: and the willows have overfilled the close garden, and within
- 2:49Speaker 1: the mistress, in the midmost of her youth, white, white
- 2:55Speaker 1: of face, hesitates passing the door. Slender she puts forth
- 3:02Speaker 1: a slender hand. And she was a courtesan in the
- 3:06Speaker 1: old days. And she has married Asat, who now goes
- 3:10Speaker 1: drunkenly out and leaves her too much alone. And of
- 3:18Speaker 1: poem by Mei Sheng b c. One forty. This recording
- 3:24Speaker 1: is in the public domain. The River Song by Ezra
- 3:39Speaker 1: Pound read for Librevox, dot org by Alan Drake. This
- 3:47Speaker 1: boat is of chateau wood, and its gunwales are cut magnolia.
- 3:52Speaker 1: Musicians with jeweled flutes and with pipes of gold fill full.
- 3:57Speaker 1: The sides in rows, and are wine is rich for
- 4:01Speaker 1: a thousand cups. We carry singing girls drift with the
- 4:05Speaker 1: drifting water. Yet Senen needs a yellow stalk for a charger,
- 4:10Speaker 1: and all our seamen would follow the white gulls or
- 4:13Speaker 1: ride them. Kutsu's prose song hangs with the sun and moon.
- 4:20Speaker 1: King So's terraced palace is now but barren hill. But
- 4:25Speaker 1: I draw a pen on this barge, causing the five
- 4:28Speaker 1: peaks to tremble. And I have joy in these words,
- 4:32Speaker 1: like the joy of blue islands. If glory could last forever,
- 4:37Speaker 1: then the waters of Han would flow northward. And I
- 4:42Speaker 1: have moped in the Emperor's garden awaiting an order to write.
- 4:47Speaker 1: I looked at the dragon pond, with its willow colored
- 4:50Speaker 1: water just reflecting the sky's tinge, and heard the five
- 4:54Speaker 1: scored nightingales aimlessly singing. The eastern wind brings the green
- 5:00Speaker 1: color into our island grasses. At Yeeshu, the purple house
- 5:05Speaker 1: and the crimson are full of spring softness. South of
- 5:10Speaker 1: the pond, the willow tips are half blue and bluer.
- 5:14Speaker 1: Their cords tangle in mist against the brocade, like pallace.
- 5:20Speaker 1: Fine strings a hundred feet long hang down from the
- 5:23Speaker 1: carved railings, and high over the willows. The fine birds
- 5:28Speaker 1: sing to each other and listen, crying kuan cou' for
- 5:36Speaker 1: the early wind and the feel of it. The wind
- 5:39Speaker 1: bundles itself into a bluish cloud and wanders off over
- 5:44Speaker 1: a thousand gates, over a thousand doors are the sounds
- 5:48Speaker 1: of spring singing, and the Emperor is at Coo. Five
- 5:55Speaker 1: clouds hang aloft bright on the purple sky. The Imperial
- 6:00Speaker 1: guards come forth from the Golden House with their armor
- 6:03Speaker 1: a gleaming. The Emperor, in his jeweled car, goes out
- 6:07Speaker 1: to inspect his flowers. He goes out to Hori to
- 6:11Speaker 1: look at the wing flapping storks. He returns by way
- 6:16Speaker 1: of Sei Rak to hear the new nightingales. For the
- 6:20Speaker 1: gardens of Joe run or full of new nightingales. Their
- 6:25Speaker 1: sound is mixed in this flute. Their voice is in
- 6:29Speaker 1: the twelve pipes here by Rihaku eighth century, a d
- 6:41Speaker 1: and of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 6:56Speaker 1: The River Merchant's Wife a letter by Ezra Pound read
- 7:03Speaker 1: for Librevox dot Org by Alan Drake. While my hair
- 7:10Speaker 1: was still cut straight across my forehead, I played about
- 7:14Speaker 1: the front gate, pulling flowers. You came by on bamboo stilts,
- 7:18Speaker 1: playing horse. You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums.
- 7:24Speaker 1: And we went on living in the village of Chokan,
- 7:28Speaker 1: two small people, without dislike or suspicion. At fourteen I
- 7:33Speaker 1: married my lord you. I never laughed, being bashful, lowering
- 7:39Speaker 1: my head, I looked at the wall, called to a
- 7:43Speaker 1: thousand times, I never looked back. At fifteen I stopped scowling.
- 7:50Speaker 1: I desired my dust to be mingled with yours, forever
- 7:54Speaker 1: and forever and forever. Why should I climb the look out?
- 8:00Speaker 1: At sixteen you departed. You went into far Kutoyen by
- 8:06Speaker 1: the river of swirling eddies, and you have been gone
- 8:09Speaker 1: five months. The monkeys make sorrowful noise overhead. You drag
- 8:15Speaker 1: your feet when you went out by the gate. Now
- 8:18Speaker 1: the moss is grown, the different mosses too deep to
- 8:22Speaker 1: clear them away. The leaves fall early this autumn in wind.
- 8:27Speaker 1: The peared butterflies are already yellow with august over the
- 8:31Speaker 1: grass in the west garden. They hurt me. I grow older.
- 8:39Speaker 1: If you are coming down through the narrows of the
- 8:41Speaker 1: river Kiang, please let me know beforehand, I will come
- 8:46Speaker 1: out to meet you as far as Chofu sa by
- 8:53Speaker 1: Rihaku end of poem. This recording is in the pub
- 9:00Speaker 1: domin poem by the Bridge at ten Shin by Ezra Pound,
- 9:15Speaker 1: recorded for Librevox dot Org by Alan Drake. March has
- 9:23Speaker 1: come to the bridgehead. Peach boughs and apricot boughs hang
- 9:27Speaker 1: over a thousand gates. At morning there are flowers to
- 9:31Speaker 1: cut the heart, and evening drives them on the eastward
- 9:35Speaker 1: flowing waters. Petals are on the gone waters, and on
- 9:40Speaker 1: the going and on the back swirling eddies. But today's
- 9:45Speaker 1: men are not the men of the old days. Though
- 9:49Speaker 1: they hang in the same way over the bridge rail.
- 9:53Speaker 1: The sea's color moves at the dawn, and the princes
- 9:58Speaker 1: still stand in rows about the throne, and the moon
- 10:01Speaker 1: still falls over the portals of Saigo Yo and clings
- 10:06Speaker 1: to the walls and the gate top. With head gear
- 10:10Speaker 1: glittering against the cloud and sun. The lords go forth
- 10:14Speaker 1: from the court and into far borders. They ride upon
- 10:19Speaker 1: dragon like horses, upon horses with head trappings of yellow metal,
- 10:25Speaker 1: and the streets make way for their passage, haughty their passing,
- 10:30Speaker 1: haughty their steps as they go into great banquets, to
- 10:34Speaker 1: high halls and curious food, to the perfumed air, and
- 10:39Speaker 1: girls dancing to clear flutes and clear singing, to the
- 10:44Speaker 1: dance of seventy couples, to the mad chase through the gardens.
- 10:49Speaker 1: Night and day are given over to pleasure, and they
- 10:53Speaker 1: think it will last a thousand autumns, unwearying autumns for them.
- 11:01Speaker 1: The yellow dog's howl portents in vain, And what are
- 11:05Speaker 1: they compared to the lady Rio Kushu that was of hate?
- 11:10Speaker 1: Who among them is a man like Hanrei, who departed
- 11:14Speaker 1: alone with his mistress with her hair unbound, and he
- 11:19Speaker 1: his own skiff's man and live poem by Rihaku. This
- 11:27Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. The Jewel Stares grievance
- 11:41Speaker 1: by Ezra Pound, recorded for LibriVox dot Org by Allan Drake.
- 11:51Speaker 1: The Jewel'd steps are already quite white with dew. It
- 11:56Speaker 1: is so late that the dew soaks my gauzet, and
- 12:01Speaker 1: I let down the crystal curtain and watch the moon
- 12:05Speaker 1: through the clear autumn and the poem by Rihaku note
- 12:15Speaker 1: Jewel Stares therefore a palace grievance. Therefore there is something
- 12:20Speaker 1: to complain of cauze stockings. Therefore a court lady, not
- 12:25Speaker 1: a servant who complains clear autumn. Therefore he has no
- 12:31Speaker 1: excuse on account of weather. Also, she has come early,
- 12:36Speaker 1: for the dew has not only whitened the stairs, but
- 12:40Speaker 1: has soaked her stockings. The poem is especially prized because
- 12:44Speaker 1: she utters no direct reproach. This recording is in the
- 12:50Speaker 1: public domain. Lament of the Frontier Guard by Ezra Pound,
- 13:05Speaker 1: recorded for LibriVox dot Org by Alan Drake. By the
- 13:13Speaker 1: North Gate, the wind blows full of sand, lonely from
- 13:17Speaker 1: the beginning of time until now trees fall. The grass
- 13:22Speaker 1: goes yellow with autumn. I climb the towers and towers
- 13:28Speaker 1: to watch out the barbarous land, desolate castle, the sky,
- 13:34Speaker 1: the wide desert. But there is no wall left to
- 13:37Speaker 1: this village. Bones white, with a thousand frosts, high heaps
- 13:43Speaker 1: covered with trees and grass. Who brought this to pass?
- 13:48Speaker 1: Who has brought the flaming imperial anger? Who has brought
- 13:52Speaker 1: the army with drums and with kettle drums, barbarous kings?
- 13:59Speaker 1: A gracious spring turned to blood ravenous autumn. A turmoil
- 14:04Speaker 1: of warmends spread over the Middle Kingdom three hundred and
- 14:09Speaker 1: sixty thousand, and sorrow sorrow like rain, sorrow to go,
- 14:18Speaker 1: and sorrow sorrow returning desolate desolate fields, and no children
- 14:26Speaker 1: of warfare upon them, no longer than men for offense
- 14:30Speaker 1: and defense. Ah, how shall you know the dreary sorrow
- 14:36Speaker 1: at the north gate, with Rihuku's name forgotten, and we
- 14:41Speaker 1: guardsmen fed to the tigers. End of poem by Rihuku.
- 14:52Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain. Exile's letter by
- 15:05Speaker 1: Ezra Pound read for Librevox dot org by Alan Davis Drake,
- 15:11Speaker 1: July seventeenth, two thousand and six in Long Branch, New Jersey,
- 15:16Speaker 1: painted rice cakes dot org from the Chinese of Lee
- 15:22Speaker 1: po usually considered the greatest poet of China, written by
- 15:27Speaker 1: him while in exile about seven sixty a d. To
- 15:31Speaker 1: the Hereditary War Councilor of shoh recollecting former companionship so
- 15:39Speaker 1: Kin of Roku Ho, ancient friend, I now remember that
- 15:44Speaker 1: you built me a special tavern by the south side
- 15:47Speaker 1: of the bridge at ten Hin with yellow gold and
- 15:51Speaker 1: white jewels. We paid for the songs and laughter, and
- 15:55Speaker 1: we were drunk for month after month forgetting the kings
- 15:59Speaker 1: and prinszes. Intelligent men came drifting in from the sea
- 16:04Speaker 1: and from the west border. And with them, and with
- 16:07Speaker 1: you especially, there was nothing at cross purpose, and they
- 16:12Speaker 1: made nothing of sea crossing or mountain crossing. If only
- 16:16Speaker 1: they could be of that fellowship. And we all spoke
- 16:20Speaker 1: out our hearts and minds and without regret. And then
- 16:24Speaker 1: I was sent off to Southway, smothered in Laurel groves,
- 16:29Speaker 1: and you to the north of Roku Hoku, till we
- 16:33Speaker 1: had nothing but thoughts and memories between us. And when
- 16:38Speaker 1: separation had come to its worst, we met and traveled
- 16:42Speaker 1: together into Sengo, through all the thirty six folds of
- 16:46Speaker 1: the turning and twisting waters, into a valley of a
- 16:50Speaker 1: thousand bright flowers that was the first valley, and on
- 16:56Speaker 1: into ten thousand valleys full of voices and pine with
- 17:01Speaker 1: silver harness and rains of gold prostrating themselves on the ground.
- 17:06Speaker 1: Out came the east of Khan Foreman and his company.
- 17:09Speaker 1: And there came also the true Man of shi Yo
- 17:13Speaker 1: to meet me. Playing on a jeweled mouth organ in
- 17:18Speaker 1: the storied houses of san Ko. They gave us more
- 17:22Speaker 1: Sennen music, many instruments like the sound of young phoenix
- 17:27Speaker 1: broods and the foremen of kang Chu. Drunk danced because
- 17:32Speaker 1: his long sleeves wouldn't keep still with the music playing.
- 17:37Speaker 1: And I, wrapped in brocade, went to sleep with my
- 17:40Speaker 1: head on his lap and my spirits so high that
- 17:45Speaker 1: it was all over the heavens, and before the end
- 17:49Speaker 1: of the day we were scattered like stars or rain.
- 17:53Speaker 1: I had to be off to sow far away over
- 17:56Speaker 1: the waters. You back to your river bridge, and your father,
- 18:00Speaker 1: who was brave as a leopard, was governor of Hayeshu
- 18:05Speaker 1: and put down the barbarian rabble, and one may he
- 18:09Speaker 1: had you send for me. Despite the long distance, and
- 18:13Speaker 1: what with broken wheels and so on, I wouldn't say
- 18:16Speaker 1: it wasn't hard going over roads twisted like sheep's guts.
- 18:21Speaker 1: And I was still going late in the year, in
- 18:24Speaker 1: the cutting wind from the north, and thinking how little
- 18:28Speaker 1: you cared for the cost, and you caring enough to
- 18:32Speaker 1: pay it. Then what a reception, red jade cups, foods
- 18:38Speaker 1: well set on a blue jeweled table. And I was
- 18:42Speaker 1: drunk and had no thought of returning. And you would
- 18:46Speaker 1: walk out with me to the western corner of the castle,
- 18:49Speaker 1: to the dynastic temple, with a water about it, clear
- 18:53Speaker 1: as blue jade, with boats floating and the sound of
- 18:57Speaker 1: mouth organs and drums, with like dragon scales going, grass
- 19:02Speaker 1: green on the water, pleasure lasting, with courtesans going and
- 19:07Speaker 1: coming without hindrance, with the willow flakes falling like snow,
- 19:12Speaker 1: and the vermilioned girls getting drunk about sunset, and the
- 19:16Speaker 1: waters a hundred feet deep reflecting green eyebrows. Eyebrows painted
- 19:22Speaker 1: green are a fine sight in young moonlight, gracefully painted,
- 19:27Speaker 1: and the girls singing back at each other, dancing in
- 19:30Speaker 1: transparent brocade, and the wind lifting the song and interrupting it,
- 19:35Speaker 1: tossing it up under the clouds, and all this comes
- 19:40Speaker 1: to an end, and it is not again to be
- 19:43Speaker 1: met with. I went up to the court for examination,
- 19:47Speaker 1: tried Layu's luck, offered the Choyu song, and got no promotion,
- 19:53Speaker 1: and went back to the East Mountain whiteheaded, And once
- 19:58Speaker 1: again we met later at the south Bridge head, and
- 20:02Speaker 1: then the crowd broke up. You went north to San Palace.
- 20:06Speaker 1: And if you ask how I regretted the parting, it
- 20:09Speaker 1: is like the flowers falling on spring's edge, confused, whirled
- 20:14Speaker 1: in a tangle. What's the use of talking, and there
- 20:18Speaker 1: is no end of talking. There is no end of
- 20:21Speaker 1: things in the heart. I call in the boy, have
- 20:25Speaker 1: him sit on my knees to write and seal this,
- 20:29Speaker 1: and I send it a thousand miles thinking. Translated by
- 20:34Speaker 1: Ezra Pound from the notes of the late Phenorosa and
- 20:38Speaker 1: the decipherings of the professors Maury and Raga. End of poem.
- 20:46Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain. Homes of Departure
- 21:01Speaker 1: by Ezra Pound, read for Librevox dot Org by Alan Drake.
- 21:10Speaker 1: Light rain is on the light dust. The willows of
- 21:13Speaker 1: the inn yard will be going greener and greener. But you, sir,
- 21:18Speaker 1: had better take wine ere your departure, for you will
- 21:22Speaker 1: have no friends about you when you come to the
- 21:25Speaker 1: gates of Go by Rihaku or Omakitsu. Separation on the
- 21:39Speaker 1: river Kiang. Kojin goes west from ko Kaku row. The
- 21:47Speaker 1: smoke flowers are blurred over the river. His lone sail
- 21:51Speaker 1: blots the far sky, and now I see only the river,
- 21:57Speaker 1: the long Kiang reaching heaven by Rihaku, taking leave of
- 22:07Speaker 1: a friend, Blue mountains to the north of the walls,
- 22:13Speaker 1: white river winding about them. Here we must make separation
- 22:19Speaker 1: and go out through a thousand miles of dead grass mine,
- 22:24Speaker 1: like a floating white cloud sunset, like the parting of
- 22:28Speaker 1: old acquaintances who bow over their clasped hands at a distance.
- 22:34Speaker 1: Our horses neigh to each other as we are departing
- 22:39Speaker 1: by Rihaku, taking leave near Shoku. Sanso, King of Shoku
- 22:51Speaker 1: built roads. They say, the roads of Sanso or steep
- 22:58Speaker 1: sheer as the mountains. The walls rise in a man's face.
- 23:03Speaker 1: Clouds grow out of the hill at its horse's bridle.
- 23:07Speaker 1: Sweet trees are on the paved way of the Shin.
- 23:11Speaker 1: Their trunks burst through the paving, and freshets are bursting
- 23:16Speaker 1: their ice. In the midst of Shoku, a proud city.
- 23:21Speaker 1: Men's fates are already set. There is no need of
- 23:25Speaker 1: asking diviners. End of poem by Rihaku. This recording is
- 23:34Speaker 1: in the public domain. The City of Cho'an by Ezra
- 23:51Speaker 1: Pound read for Librevox dot Org by Alan Drake. The
- 23:59Speaker 1: fen are at play on their terrace. The phoenix are gone,
- 24:07Speaker 1: The river flows on alone. Flowers and grass cover over
- 24:13Speaker 1: the dark path where lay the dynastic house of the go.
- 24:17Speaker 1: The bright cloth and bright caps of Shin are Now
- 24:21Speaker 1: the base of old hills, the three mountains fall through
- 24:27Speaker 1: the far heaven. The isle of White Heron splits, the
- 24:31Speaker 1: two streams apart. Now the high clouds cover the sun,
- 24:36Speaker 1: and I cannot see choan afar, and I am sad.
- 24:46Speaker 1: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 25:05Speaker 1: Southfolk in Cold Country by Ezra pound Red for LibriVox
- 25:10Speaker 1: dot Org by Allan Drake. The dye horse neighs against
- 25:19Speaker 1: the bleak wind of Etsu. The birds of Etsu have
- 25:23Speaker 1: no love for n in the north. Emotion is borne
- 25:27Speaker 1: out of habit. Yesterday we went out of the wild
- 25:31Speaker 1: goosegate to day from the dragon pen. Surprised, desert, turmoil, sea, sun, flying,
- 25:42Speaker 1: snow bewilders the barbarian heaven. Lice swarms like ants over
- 25:48Speaker 1: our accouterments. Mind and spirit drive on the feathery banners.
- 25:54Speaker 1: Hard fight gets no reward. Loyalty is hard to explain.
- 26:00Speaker 1: Who will be sorry for General Rishogu, the swift moving
- 26:05Speaker 1: whose white head is lost for this province and of poem.
- 26:15Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain. Sennin poem by
- 26:33Speaker 1: Cacuhaku from Cathay by Ezra pound Read for LibriVox dot Org.
- 26:40Speaker 1: By Allan Davis, Drake of Long Branch, New Jersey. The
- 26:47Speaker 1: red and green kingfishers flash between the orchards and clover.
- 26:52Speaker 1: One bird casts its gleam on another. Green vines hang
- 26:58Speaker 1: through the high forest. They weave a whole roof to
- 27:02Speaker 1: the mountain. The lone man sits with shut speech. He
- 27:07Speaker 1: purrs and pats the clear strings. He throws his heart
- 27:12Speaker 1: up through the sky. He bites through the flower pistol
- 27:17Speaker 1: and brings up a fine fountain. The red pine tree
- 27:21Speaker 1: god looks at him and wonders. He rides through the
- 27:26Speaker 1: purple smoke to visit the Senin. He takes floating hill
- 27:31Speaker 1: by the sleeve. He clasps his hand on the back
- 27:36Speaker 1: of the great water Senin. But you, you damned crowd
- 27:40Speaker 1: of gnats, can you even tell the age of a turtle?
- 27:47Speaker 1: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 28:02Speaker 1: A Ballad of the Mulberry Road from Cathay by Ezra
- 28:07Speaker 1: Pound Redflibrevox dot Org. By Allan Davis Drake. The sun
- 28:17Speaker 1: rises in the southeast corner of things. To look on
- 28:21Speaker 1: the tall house of the Shin. For they have a
- 28:24Speaker 1: daughter named Rafu, pretty girl. She made the name for
- 28:29Speaker 1: herself gauze Vale. For she feeds mulberries to silkworms. She
- 28:35Speaker 1: gets them by the south wall of the town with
- 28:38Speaker 1: green strings. She makes the warp of her basket. She
- 28:42Speaker 1: makes the shoulder straps of her basket from the boughs
- 28:45Speaker 1: of the katsura, and she piles her hair up on
- 28:48Speaker 1: the left side of her hair piece. Her earrings are
- 28:51Speaker 1: made of pearl. Her underskirt is of green patterned silk.
- 28:56Speaker 1: Her overskirt is the same silk dyed in purple. And
- 29:00Speaker 1: when men going by look at Rafu, they set down
- 29:04Speaker 1: their burdens, they stand and twirl their mustaches. From a
- 29:12Speaker 1: very early manuscript of fennol Losa end of poem. This
- 29:19Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. Old idea of Chouan
- 29:35Speaker 1: by Rossouriu from Cathay by Ezra Pound, read for Librevox
- 29:42Speaker 1: dot Org by Alan Davis Drake. One the narrow streets
- 29:50Speaker 1: cut into the wide highway at Chouan, dark oxen white
- 29:55Speaker 1: horses drag on the seven coaches with out riders. The
- 29:59Speaker 1: coach wuies are perfumed wood. The jeweled chair is held
- 30:03Speaker 1: up at the crossway before the royal Lodge. A glitter
- 30:08Speaker 1: of golden saddles awaiting the princes. They eddy before the
- 30:13Speaker 1: gate of the barrens. The canopy, embroidered with dragons, drinks
- 30:18Speaker 1: in and casts back the sun evening comes. The trappings
- 30:24Speaker 1: are boarded with mist. The hundred cords of mist are
- 30:28Speaker 1: spread through and double the trees. Night birds and night
- 30:33Speaker 1: women spread out their sounds through the gardens. Two birds
- 30:42Speaker 1: with flowery wing, Hovering butterflies crowd over the thousand gates,
- 30:48Speaker 1: trees that glitter like jade, terraces tinged with silver. The
- 30:54Speaker 1: seed of a myriad hues. A network of arbors and
- 30:58Speaker 1: passages and covered ways. Double towers, winged roofs border the
- 31:05Speaker 1: network of ways. A place of felicitous meeting. Ru's house
- 31:11Speaker 1: stands out on the sky with glitter of color, as
- 31:15Speaker 1: BOUTEI of Khan had made the high golden lotus to
- 31:19Speaker 1: gather his dues before it. Another house which I do
- 31:24Speaker 1: not know. How shall we know all the friends whom
- 31:28Speaker 1: we meet on strange roadways? And of poem? This recording
- 31:38Speaker 1: is in the public domain. To end May's the unmoving
- 31:53Speaker 1: cloud wet spring time says to m May, wet spring
- 32:01Speaker 1: in the garden from Cathay by Ezra Pound Red for
- 32:06Speaker 1: Librevox dot Org by Allen Davis Drake. One. The clouds
- 32:16Speaker 1: have gathered and gathered, and the rain falls and falls.
- 32:21Speaker 1: The eight ply of the heavens are all folded into
- 32:24Speaker 1: one darkness, and the wide flat road stretches out. I
- 32:30Speaker 1: stop in my room towards the east, quiet, quiet, I
- 32:35Speaker 1: pat my new cask of wine. My friends are estranged
- 32:39Speaker 1: 'er far distant. I bow my head and stand still. Two. Rain, rain,
- 32:50Speaker 1: and the clouds have gathered. The eight ply of the
- 32:53Speaker 1: heavens are darkness. The flat land is turned into river wine. Wine.
- 33:00Speaker 1: Here is wine. I drink by my eastern window. I
- 33:06Speaker 1: think of talking and man, and no boat, no carriage approaches. Three.
- 33:16Speaker 1: The trees in my east looking garden are bursting out
- 33:19Speaker 1: with new twigs. They try to stir new affections, and
- 33:24Speaker 1: men say the sun and moon keep on moving because
- 33:27Speaker 1: they can't find a soft seat. The birds flutter to
- 33:31Speaker 1: rest in my tree, and I think I have heard
- 33:34Speaker 1: them saying, it is not that there are no other men.
- 33:39Speaker 1: But we like this fellow the best. But however we
- 33:42Speaker 1: long to speak, he cannot know our sorrow. Tao Yuan
- 33:50Speaker 1: ming a d. Three sixty five to four twenty seven
- 33:57Speaker 1: end of poem end of Cathay by Ezra Pound. This
- 34:03Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. The Seafarer from the
- 34:23Speaker 1: Anglo Saxon by Ezra Pound, recorded for LibriVox dot Org
- 34:30Speaker 1: by Alan Drake. May I from my own self song's truth,
- 34:38Speaker 1: reckon journey's jargon. How I, in harsh days, hardship endur'd
- 34:45Speaker 1: oft bitter breast cares, have I abided known on my
- 34:50Speaker 1: keel many a care's hold and dire sea surge, And
- 34:55Speaker 1: there I oft spent narrow night watch nigh the ship's head,
- 35:00Speaker 1: while she toss'd close to cliffs, coldly afflicted. My feet
- 35:05Speaker 1: were by frost, benumb'd chill, Its chains are chafting sighs
- 35:12Speaker 1: hew My heart round and hunger begot mere, weary mood
- 35:17Speaker 1: lest man know not that he on dry land, loveliest
- 35:22Speaker 1: liveth list. How I care wretched on ice cold sea
- 35:28Speaker 1: weather'd the winter watch'd outcasts, depriv'd of my kinship, hung
- 35:33Speaker 1: with hard ice flakes, where hailscot flew. There I heard
- 35:39Speaker 1: nought save the harsh sea and the ice cold wave,
- 35:44Speaker 1: at whiles the swan cries did from my games the
- 35:47Speaker 1: Gannet's clamor sea fowl's loudness was for me laughter, the
- 35:53Speaker 1: meuse singing all my MEA drink storms on the stone cliffs,
- 35:58Speaker 1: beaten fell on the stern, and icy feathers full off.
- 36:03Speaker 1: The eagle scream'd with a spray on his pinion. Not
- 36:08Speaker 1: any protector may make merry man faring needy. This he
- 36:13Speaker 1: little believes, who eye in winsome life abides mid burghers,
- 36:19Speaker 1: some heavy business, wealthy and wine flush'd. How I weary
- 36:24Speaker 1: oft must abide above brine nearest nightshade snoweth from north,
- 36:31Speaker 1: frost froze the land, hail fell on earth. Then corn
- 36:37Speaker 1: of the coldest, nast lest there knocketh Now the heart's
- 36:42Speaker 1: thought that I on high stream, the salt, wavy tumult
- 36:46Speaker 1: transverse alone moaneth always my mind's lust, that I fare forth,
- 36:54Speaker 1: that I afar, hence seek out a foreign fastness. For
- 37:00Speaker 1: this there's no mood lofty man above Earth's mist not
- 37:05Speaker 1: though he be given his good, but will have in
- 37:09Speaker 1: his youth greed, nor his deed to the daring, nor
- 37:14Speaker 1: his king to the faithful, but shall have his sorrow
- 37:19Speaker 1: for sea fair whate'er his lord will he hath not
- 37:24Speaker 1: heart for harping, nor in ring having, nor winsomeness to wife,
- 37:30Speaker 1: nor world's delight, nor any wit else save the waves slash.
- 37:36Speaker 1: Yet longing comes upon him to fare forth on the
- 37:40Speaker 1: water basque taketh blossom cometh, beauty of berries, fields to fairness,
- 37:49Speaker 1: landfares briskier. All this admonisheth man, eager of mood. The
- 37:55Speaker 1: heart turns to travel, so that he then thinks on
- 37:59Speaker 1: flow ways to be far departing cuckoo calleth with gloomy crying.
- 38:06Speaker 1: He singeth summer wood bodeth sorrow. The bitter heart's blood
- 38:13Speaker 1: burger knows not he the prosperous man, what some perform
- 38:19Speaker 1: where wandering them wildest draweth so that but now my
- 38:24Speaker 1: heart bursts from my breast, lock my mood midst the
- 38:29Speaker 1: mere flood o'er the whale's acre would wander wild. My
- 38:35Speaker 1: earth's shelter cometh off to me, eager and ready. The
- 38:40Speaker 1: crying lone flier wets for the whale path the heart
- 38:45Speaker 1: irresistibly o'er trails of ocean. Seeing that anyhow my Lord
- 38:50Speaker 1: deems to me this dead life on lone and on land,
- 38:56Speaker 1: I believe not that any earthwhial eternal stamp, Save there
- 39:01Speaker 1: be somewhat calamitous that ere a man's tide go turn
- 39:06Speaker 1: it to twain, dissease or oldness or sword. Hate beats
- 39:12Speaker 1: out the breath from doom gripped body. And for this
- 39:16Speaker 1: every earl whatever, for those speaking after, laud the living,
- 39:23Speaker 1: boasteth some last word that he will work. Ere he
- 39:28Speaker 1: passed onward, frame on the fair earth, gainst foes his malice,
- 39:35Speaker 1: daring adio, so that all men shall honor him after,
- 39:40Speaker 1: and his lad beyond them. Remain mid the English I
- 39:46Speaker 1: forever a lasting life's blast, the light mid the doughty
- 39:52Speaker 1: day's little durable, and all arrogance of earth and riches.
- 39:58Speaker 1: There come now no care, nor Caesar's nor gold giving
- 40:02Speaker 1: lords like those gone, however in mirth, most magnified, who
- 40:08Speaker 1: ever lived in life, most lordliest drear, all excellence, delights,
- 40:15Speaker 1: undurable warneth the watch, But the world holdeth, tombs, hideth trouble,
- 40:25Speaker 1: The blade is laid low. Earthly glory ageth and seareth
- 40:31Speaker 1: no man at all going the Earth's gate, but age
- 40:36Speaker 1: fares against him. His face paleth gray haired, he growneth
- 40:42Speaker 1: knows gone companions, lordly men are to Earth's overgiven. Nor
- 40:49Speaker 1: may he then the flesh cover whose life ceaseth, nor
- 40:55Speaker 1: eat the sweet, nor feel the sorry, nor stir hand,
- 41:00Speaker 1: nor think in mid heart. And though he strewed the
- 41:04Speaker 1: grave with gold, his born brothers, their buried bodies be
- 41:09Speaker 1: an unlikely treasure Horde end of poem. This recording is
- 41:16Speaker 1: in the public domain. The Alchemists chant for the Transmutation
- 41:31Speaker 1: of Metals by Ezra Pound read for LibriVox dot Org
- 41:36Speaker 1: by Alan Davis Drake. Sail of klaustra alas azaleas, as
- 41:46Speaker 1: you move among the bright trees, as your voices under
- 41:51Speaker 1: the larches of paradise make a clear sound, Sell of
- 41:56Speaker 1: kloustra alis azalees ramon tea boar bereanngari neath the dark
- 42:05Speaker 1: gleam of the sky, under night the peacock throated, Bring
- 42:11Speaker 1: the saffron colored shell, Bring the red gold of the maple,
- 42:15Speaker 1: Bring the light of the birch tree. In autumn muriels
- 42:19Speaker 1: sembeleins aldiarda, remember this fire elane tires alchmena mid the
- 42:31Speaker 1: silver rustling of wheat a gradiva an his ardenca from
- 42:37Speaker 1: the plum colored lake, in stillness, from the molten dyes
- 42:42Speaker 1: of the water, bring the burnished nature of fire. Bresis
- 42:48Speaker 1: leonor loika from the wide earth and the olive from
- 42:53Speaker 1: the poplars weeping their amber by the bright flame in
- 42:57Speaker 1: the fishing torch. Remember this fire Medones with the gold
- 43:04Speaker 1: of the sun, the leaf of the poplar, by the
- 43:07Speaker 1: light of the amber, Medones, daughter of the sun, shaft
- 43:12Speaker 1: of the tree, silver of the leaf, light of the
- 43:15Speaker 1: yellow of the amber. Medon's gift of the God, gift
- 43:20Speaker 1: of the light, gift of the amber of the sun.
- 43:23Speaker 1: Give light to the metal, and he's of roccocord A
- 43:29Speaker 1: denca amelis from the power of grass, from the white
- 43:35Speaker 1: alive in the seed, from the heat of the bud,
- 43:38Speaker 1: from the copper of the leaf in autumn, from the
- 43:41Speaker 1: bronze of the maple, from the sap in the bough.
- 43:45Speaker 1: Leonor ioana loika, by the stir of the finn, by
- 43:52Speaker 1: the trout asleep in the gray green of water. Van
- 43:56Speaker 1: Mandatea viera allo dta peak card Manuela from the red
- 44:03Speaker 1: gleam of copper. Ease ault E done light rustling of leaves,
- 44:11Speaker 1: the airn josselin daring of spirits by the mirror of
- 44:17Speaker 1: burnished copper, Oh, Queen of Cypress. Out of erebus, the
- 44:25Speaker 1: flat lying breath, breath that is stretched out beneath the world,
- 44:33Speaker 1: out of airbus, out of the flat waste of air
- 44:38Speaker 1: lying beneath the world, Out of the brown leaf, brown colorless.
- 44:44Speaker 1: Bring the imperceptible cool elane teares alcmene, quiet this metal.
- 44:58Speaker 1: Let the manes put off their terror, Let them put
- 45:02Speaker 1: off their aqueous bodies of fire. Let them assume the
- 45:07Speaker 1: milk white bodies of agate. Let them draw together the
- 45:11Speaker 1: bones of the metal. Salvage guiscard a mandate rain flakes
- 45:19Speaker 1: of gold on the water azure and flaking silver of
- 45:24Speaker 1: water alcion phaetona alcmenea parlor of silver, pale luster of latona.
- 45:35Speaker 1: By these from the malevolence of the dew guard this
- 45:40Speaker 1: alembic elane tirase alodatea quiet this metal. End of poem.
- 45:55Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain.