No one knows, at sight a masterpiece.And give up verse, my boy,There’s nothing in it.Likewise a friend of Bloughram’s once advised me:Don’t kick against the pricks,Accept opinion. The Nineties tried your gameAnd died, there’s nothing in it.

No one knows, at sight a masterpiece.And give up verse, my boy,There’s nothing in it.Likewise a friend of Bloughram’s once advised me:Don’t kick against the pricks,Accept opinion. The Nineties tried your gameAnd died, there’s nothing in it.

– Ezra Pound –

Selected Poems of Ezra Pound

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