Poetry: Ancient Music

Ancient Music By Ezra Pound

Winter is icummen in.

Lhude sing Goddamm.

Raineth drop and staineth slop,

And how the wind doth ramm!

Sing :Goddamm.

Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,

An ague hath my ham.

Freezeth river, turneth liver,

Damn you, sing Goddamm.

Damn you, sing Goddamm.

Goddam, Goddamm, ‘tis why I am, Goddamm

So ‘gainst the winter’s balm.

Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm.

Sing Goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.