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T.S.Eliot

The Waste Land

  • Make-Believe Worldhas quoted7 years ago
    Datta, dayadhvam, damyata" (Give, sympathize, control)
  • rafaelhnarvalhas quoted5 months ago
    I was neither
    Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
  • rafaelhnarvalhas quoted5 months ago
    I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
  • anahas quoted2 years ago
    The river's tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf
    Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind
    Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.
    Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song.
  • anahas quoted2 years ago
    HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
    HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
    Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight. 170
    Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight.
    Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
  • anahas quoted2 years ago
    By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept . . .
    Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
    Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long.
  • anahas quoted2 years ago
    What shall I do now? What shall I do?"
    I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
    "With my hair down, so. What shall we do to-morrow?
    "What shall we ever do?"
    The hot water at ten.
    And if it rains, a closed car at four.
    And we shall play a game of chess,
    Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
  • anahas quoted2 years ago
    I think we are in rats' alley
    Where the dead men lost their bones.
  • anahas quoted2 years ago
    Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
    Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
    Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
  • anahas quoted2 years ago
    Son of man, 20
    You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
    A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
    And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
    And the dry stone no sound of water.
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