"After the torch-light red on sweaty faces  
 After the frosty silence in the gardens  
 After the agony in stony places  
 The shouting and the crying    
 Prison and place and reverberation  
 Of thunder of spring over distant mountains  
 He who was living is now dead  
 We who were living are now dying  
 With a little patience" 

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"Sightless, unless
 The eyes reappear
 As the perpetual star
 Multifoliate rose
 Of death’s twilight kingdom
 The hope only
 Of empty men.

 Between the essence
 And the descent
 Falls the Shadow
                                For Thine is the Kingdom"

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"And God said
 Shall these bones live? shall these
 Bones live? And that which had been contained
 In the bones (which were already dry) said chirping:
 Because of the goodness of this Lady
 And because of her loveliness, and because
 She honours the Virgin in meditation,
 We shine with brightness."

"If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent
 If the unheard, unspoken
 Word is unspoken, unheard;
 Still is the unspoken word, the Word unheard,
 The Word without a word, the Word within
 The world and for the world;
 And the light shone in darkness and
 Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
 About the centre of the silent Word."

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"The hint half guessed, the gift half understood, is Incarnation."

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The One Constant In Eliot's Poetry

CR


From: Chokh Raj <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wednesday, May 9, 2012 10:11 PM
Subject: Re: The Incarnation: What Was And Shall Always Be

Yes, 

"and here the Wheel"

It is significant that Eliot intended 'Gerontion' to preface 'The Waste Land'.

CR


From: Peter Montgomery <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wednesday, May 9, 2012 9:57 PM
Subject: Re: The Incarnation: What Was And Shall Always Be

It's called spiritual recycling. ;->
P.
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from GERONTION

"In the juvescence of the year
//Came Christ the tiger."//  
  
 
"In depraved May, dogwood and chestnut, flowering judas,
To be eaten, to be divided, to be drunk
Among whispers; by Mr. Silvero
With caressing hands, at Limoges
Who walked all night in the next room;         
By Hakagawa, bowing among the Titians;
By Madame de Tornquist, in the dark room
Shifting the candles; Fraulein von Kulp
Who turned in the hall, one hand on the door. Vacant shuttles
Weave the wind. I have no ghosts,         
An old man in a draughty house
Under a windy knob."
 
//"The tiger springs in the new year. Us he devours."//

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The Absolute!

CR