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Nikolay Nikiforov wrote:

> Is there any word on Emerson to be found in Pound's writing?

From Canto 28:

    And Mr. Lourpee sat on the floor of the pension dining-room
    Or perhaps it was in the alcove
    And about him lay a great mass of pastells,
    That is, stubbs and broken pencils of pastells,
    In pale indeterminate colours.
    And he admired the Sage of Concord
        'Too broad ever to make up his mind.'
    And the mind of Lourpee at fifty
    Directed him into a room with a certain vagueness
    As if he wd
    neither come in nor stay out
    And his painting reflected this habit.

Carrol Cox

P.S. This is the Canto that includes the wonderful lines (perhaps in
counterpoint with those above):

    And Clara Leonora wd come puffing so that one
    Cd hear her when she reached the foot of the stairs
    .......................
    She wd arrive after due interval with a pinwheel
    Concerning Grillparzer or --pratzer
    Or whatever follows the Grill--, and il Gran Maestro
    Mr Liszt had come to the home of her parents
    And taken her on his prevalent knee and
    She held that a sonnet was a sonnet
    And ought never to be destroyed,
    And had taken a number of courses
    And continued with hope of degrees and
    Ended in a Baptist learnery
                    Somewhere near the Rio Grande.

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