Ezra Pound - Ancient Music - Read by Alan Davis-Drake
by Ezra Pound (1885-1972)
Winter is icummen in,
Lhude sing Goddamm,
Raineth drop and staineth slop,
And how the wind doth ramm!
Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,
An ague hath my ham.
Freezeth river, turneth liver,
Damn you, sing: Goddamm.
Goddamm, Goddamm, 'tis why I am, Goddamm,
So 'gainst the winter's balm.
Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm.
Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.
Note: This is not folk music, but Dr. Ker writes that the tune is found under the Latin words of a very ancient canon. (Pound's note)