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Ezra Pound - The Lake Isle
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O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves, 
     Give me in due time, I beseech you, a little tobacco-shop, 
     With the little bright boxes
                 piled up neatly upon the shelves
     And the loose fragment cavendish
                 and the shag, 
     And the bright Virginia
                 loose under the bright glass cases, 
     And a pair of scales
              not too greasy, 
  And the votailles dropping in for a word or two in passing, 
  For a flip word, and to tidy their hair a bit. 

      O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves, 
  Lend me a little tobacco-shop, 
              or install me in any profession
  Save this damn`d profession of writing, 
              where one needs one`s brains all the time.
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