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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  Poetry: A Magazine of Verse.  1912–22.
By Ezra Pound
        Old friends the most.
W. B. Y.
To one, on returning certain years after.

YOU wore the same quite correct clothing,
You took no pleasure at all in my triumphs,
You had the same old air of condescension
Mingled with a curious fear
          That I, myself, might have enjoyed them.        5
Te voila, man Bourrienne, you also shall be immortal.
To another.

And we say good-bye to you also,
For you seem never to have discovered
That your relationship is wholly parasitic;
Yet to our feasts you bring neither        10
Wit, nor good spirits, nor the pleasing attitudes
          Of discipleship.
But you, bos amic, we keep on,
For to you we owe a real debt:
In spite of your obvious flaws,        15
You once discovered a moderate chop-house.
        Iste fuit vir incultus,
Deo laus, quod est sepultus,
Vermes habent eius vultum
Ego autem jovialis
Gaudebo in contubernalis
Cum jocunda femina.

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