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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

The Garret

By Ezra Pound

COME let us pity those who are better off than we are.

Come, my friend, and remember

that the rich have butlers and no friends,

And we have friends and no butlers.

Come let us pity the married and the unmarried.

Dawn enters with little feet

like a gilded Pavlova,

And I am near my desire.

Nor has life in it aught better

Than this hour of clear coolness,

the hour of waking together.