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The Voyage (Canto I)
by
Blood Axis
on
The Gospel Of Inhumanity
(1995) samples
Pasolini intervista: Ezra Pound
(Pier Paolo Pasolini,
):
Thus with stretched sail, we went over sea till day's end./Sun to his slumber, shadows o'er all the ocean,/Came we then to the bounds of deepest water,/Covered with close-webbed mist,unpierced ever/With the glitter of sun-rays/Nor with stars stretched, nor looking back from heaven/Swartest night stretched over wretched men there./The ocean flowing backward, came we then to the place/Aforesaid by Circe./Here did they rites, Perimedes and Eurylochus,/And drawing sword from my hip/I dug the ell-square pitkin;/ Poured we libations unto each the dead,/First mead and then sweet wine, water mixed with white flour./Then prayed I many a prayer to the sickly death's-heads;/As set in Ithaca, sterile bulls of the best/For sacrifice, heaping the pyre with goods,/A sheep to Tiresias only, black and a bell-sheep./Dark blood flowed in the fosse,/Souls out of Erebus, cadaverous dead, of brides/Of youths and of the old who had borne much;/Souls stained with recent tears, girls tender,/Many men, mauled with bronze lance heads,/ Battle spoil, bearing yet dreory arms,/These many crowded about me; with shouting,/Pallor upon me, cried to my men for more beasts;/Slaughtered the herds, sheep slain of bronze;/Poured ointment, cried to the gods,/To Pluto the strong, and praised Proserpine;/Unsheathed the narrow sword,/I set to keep off the impetuous impotent dead,/Till I should hear Tiresias./But first Elpenor came, our friend Elpenor,/Unburied, cast on the wide earth,/Limbs that we left in the house of Circe,/Unwept, unwrapped in sepulchre, since toils urged other./Pitiful spirit
from the first of his