Richard Aldington,
Some Imagist Poets, 1916: An Annual Anthology
“ Clear zig-zagging water which smells of tulips and narcissus. The thickening branches make a pink “grisaille” against the blue sky. Whoop! The clouds go dashing at each other and sheer away just in time. Whoop! And a man's hat careers down the street in front of the white dust, leaps into the branches of a tree, veers away and trundles ahead of the wind, jarring the sunlight into spokes of rose-colour and green. A motor car cuts a swath through the bright air, sharp-beaked, irresistible, shouting to the wind to make way. ”
