H. D.

“ Is our task the less sweet
that the larve still sleep in their cells?
Or crawl out to attack our frail strength:
[46] You are useless. We live.
We await great events.
We are spread through this earth.
We protect our strong race. ”

“ SEA GARDEN The editors and publishers concerned have kindly given me permission to reprint some of the poems in this book which appeared originally in "Poetry" (Chicago) , "The Egoist" (London) , "The Little Review" (Chicago) , "Greenwich Village" (New York) , the first Imagist anthology (New York: A. and C. Boni. London: Poetry Bookshop) , the second Imagist anthology ("Some Imagist Poets," London: Constable and Co. Boston: Houghton Mifflin Co.) ”