| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | To Whistler, American | | By Ezra Pound |
| | On the loan exhibit of his paintings at the Tate Gallery. YOU also, our first great, | |
| Had tried all ways; | |
| Tested and pried and worked in many fashions, | |
| And this much gives me heart to play the game. | |
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| Here is a part thats slight, and part gone wrong, | 5 |
| And much of little moment, and some few | |
| Perfect as Dürer! | |
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| In the Studio and these two portraits? 1 if I had my choice! | |
| And then these sketches in the mood of Greece? | |
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| You had your searches, your uncertainties, | 10 |
| And this is good to knowfor us, I mean, | |
| Who bear the brunt of our America | |
| And try to wrench her impulse into art. | |
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| You were not always sure, not always set | |
| To hiding night or tuning symphonies; | 15 |
| Had not one style from birth, but tried and pried | |
| And stretched and tampered with the media. | |
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| You and Abe Lincoln from that mass of dolts | |
| Show us theres chance at least of winning through. | |
| | Note 1. Brown and Goldde Race. Grenat et OrLe Petit Cardinal. [back] | | |
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