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Olga Rudge & Ezra Pound: "What Thou Lovest Well..."

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113 Rare and Unforgettable Concerts<br />

because she had chosen to wear a gown in the same shade of red found in<br />

the heraldic arms of the Chigi family. <strong>Pound</strong> immortalized the evening in<br />

Canto 74:<br />

she did her hair in small ringlets, à la 1880 it might have been<br />

red, and the dress she wore Drecol or Lanvin<br />

a great goddess.<br />

The Count invited <strong>Olga</strong> to remain in Siena, to use her fluent French and<br />

Italian, her knowledge of music and musicians, and her talent for organizing,<br />

as administrative secretary of the Accademia of which he was Fondatore<br />

and Presidente.<br />

When <strong>Olga</strong> arrived in 1933, the Accademia was just gaining momentum,<br />

with two pupils for organ, six or seven for violin, and sixteen or<br />

twenty for master classes with Maestro Alfredo Casella. ‘‘Siena seems very<br />

pleasant, with wonderful air,’’ <strong>Olga</strong> wrote <strong>Ezra</strong>, after installing herself in a<br />

small apartment overlooking the market. ‘‘I don’t know how long I am to<br />

prova [on trial], but take it is till September. . . . if He would come, she<br />

would like to talk things over with Him—He got her here!’’<br />

<strong>Ezra</strong> replied, ‘‘If she stuck in Siena, he will as planned come down when<br />

she thinks it tactful and not detrimental to her interests.’’ He suggested<br />

a press notice to publicize the then little known Accademia: ‘‘<strong>What</strong> is<br />

needed is some fetchy views of Siena, mentioning the romance of Sienese<br />

history, then exposition of how the Acad/Chigi is flowering in them<br />

enchantin’ surroundin’s.’’<br />

<strong>Olga</strong> enjoyed exploring the narrow, curbless streets of the city, with its<br />

medieval walls and stone and pink brick façades, overlooking the vineyards<br />

of Tuscany. ‘‘[One of ] the best walks in Siena,’’ she wrote <strong>Ezra</strong>, ‘‘is<br />

just back of the Palace, a country road with magnificent view of town and<br />

country. . . . [At] a little church on a hill . . . the parrocco . . . took me into<br />

the presbitero and treated me to wine and cakes . . . the only really<br />

hospitable Tuscan I’ve found,’’ not to mention her distinguished host. As<br />

for the Count, his discourse at dinner was sprinkled with quotations from

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