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    <body><![CDATA[Probably one of the most maddening, frustrating books of poetry ever written.  To read this is to swim in a million allusions, hardly ever grounded.  Plus, Pound never finished it.  But, page by page, his mastery of language is most apparent.   ]]></body>
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