The Bath Tub

Ezra Pound

As a bathtub lined with white porcelain,
When the hot water gives out or goes tepid,
So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion,
O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.

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• Ezra Pound : The Encounter
• Ezra Pound : The Fault Of It
• Ezra Pound : The Garden
• Ezra Pound : The Garret
• Ezra Pound : The Jewel Stairs' Grievance
• Ezra Pound : The Lake Isle
• Ezra Pound : The Logical Conclusion
• Ezra Pound : The Needle
• Ezra Pound : The Plunge
• Ezra Pound : The Return

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• Ezra Pound : Sub Mare
• Ezra Pound : Statement Of Being
• Ezra Pound : Song Of The Bowmen Of Shu
• Ezra Pound : Song In The Manner Of Housman
• Ezra Pound : Song
• Ezra Pound : Silet
• Ezra Pound : Sestina: Altaforte
• Ezra Pound : Salutation
• Ezra Pound : Portrait D'une Femme
• Ezra Pound : Piccadilly