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

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194 A Visitor to St. Elizabeth’s<br />

had since before the flood.’’ <strong>Olga</strong> was happier about their situation:<br />

‘‘Them children are living in Paradiso all right . . . Walter [is] a very<br />

charming child, great sensitivity to the sound of words.’’ The alpine path<br />

was too steep for the little ones to climb, and she was planning to buy a<br />

donkey to carry the children from Brunnenburg to Merano. A donkey cost<br />

less than a double baby carriage, she considered, and the Count had<br />

o√ered to order the animal from Sardinia through his fattore.<br />

Life at the ancient castle was not always an earthly Paradiso. In early<br />

June, the dining room ceiling collapsed, breaking furniture and china and<br />

smashing a clock, requiring repairs costing more than half a million lire.<br />

Uncle Teddy appeared in their time of need, to Mary’s eyes, a benevolent<br />

genie: ‘‘The most sensible man I’ve ever met. I would say a Saint, if that<br />

wouldn’t sound funny.’’<br />

Back in Siena, <strong>Olga</strong> found the same intrigues and uncertainties, the<br />

population doubled, the streets a hell with camions, cars, and vespas, the<br />

concerts spoiled by tra≈c noise. One pleasant diversion from the ‘‘zoo’’<br />

was a performance of Verdi’s Don Carlo in Florence with Count Chigi.<br />

Referring to the Chigi family motto, Micat in Vertice (Shining at the<br />

Summit), <strong>Ezra</strong> queried ‘‘if Chigi knows his Mycat, or vortex, is out of<br />

Svetorius Caesar’s soul risen to heaven—so [the] star allus on top over his<br />

statue?’’<br />

In July 1951, <strong>Olga</strong> returned to Paris, her first visit to the ‘‘Center of the<br />

Universe’’ since the war; she had been ‘‘fearing disappointment at coming<br />

back after all these years, but it is . . . more beautiful!’’ As Suzanne Baumgartner’s<br />

guest on the rue de La Fontaine in the Sixteenth Arrondissement,<br />

she was just around the corner from the rue Chamfort where the concierge,<br />

to her surprise, recognized her: ‘‘nothing changed, except me!’’<br />

She was to represent the Accademia Musicale Chigiana at the Third<br />

International Congress of Music Librarians (July 22–25) sponsored by<br />

UNESCO. A cocktail party hosted by the publisher of a music review, and<br />

a visit backstage of the foyer de danse of the Paris Opera with congress<br />

members, were highlights.<br />

Julien Cornell, <strong>Pound</strong>’s lawyer, was also in Paris, which gave <strong>Olga</strong> an<br />

opportunity to meet with him. A graduate of Swarthmore College and<br />

Yale Law School, Cornell was a Quaker, an idealist, and a pacifist, to

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