- 1. Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat
There's a whisper down the line at 11.39
When the Night Mail's ready to depart,
Saying “Skimble where is Skimble has he gone to hunt the thimble?
We must find him or the train can't start.”
...
- 2. Rhapsody On A Windy Night
Twelve o'clock.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
...
- 3. Portrait Of A Lady
Thou hast committed-
Fornication: but that was in another country,
And besides, the wench is dead.
The Jew of Malta.
...
- 4. Hysteria
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved
in her laughter and being part of it, until her
teeth were only accidental stars with a talent
for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps,
...
- 5. Gerontion
Thou hast nor youth nor age
But as it were an after dinner sleep
Dreaming of both.
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- 6. Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding
I
Midwinter spring is its own season
Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown,
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- 7. Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages
- is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E.
coast of Cape Ann, Massachusetts. Salvages is pronounced
to rhyme with assuages. Groaner: a whistling buoy.)
...
- 8. Four Quartets 2: East Coker
I
In my beginning is my end. In succession
Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended,
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- 9. Ash Wednesday
I
Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
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by T. S. Eliot
