Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Further Instructions
By Ezra Pound
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Let us express our envy for the man with a steady job and no worry about the future.
I fear you will come to a bad end.
You stand about the streets. You loiter at the corners and bus-stops,
You do next to nothing at all.
You do not even express our inner nobility;
You will come to a very bad end.
I have talked to you so much that I almost see you about me,
Insolent little beasts! Shameless! Devoid of clothing!
You are not old enough to have done much mischief.
I will get you a green coat out of China
With dragons worked upon it.
I will get you the scarlet silk trousers
From the statue of the infant Christ at Santa Maria Novella;
Or that there is no caste in this family.