T S Eliot: Four Quartets

τοῦ λόγου δ΄ ἐόντος ξυνοῦ ζώουσιν οἱ πολλοὶ ὡς ἰδίαν ἔχοντες φρόνησιν Heraklitus Fr. 2 ὁδὸς ἄνω κάτω μία καὶ ὡυτή Heraklitus Fr. ... Read More | Share

Eliot Four Quartets: Little Gidding

Eliot Four Quartets Quartet Four: Little Gidding I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When the short day is brightest, with frost and fire, The brief sun ... Read More | Share

Eliot Four Quartets: The Dry Salvages

Eliot Four Quartets Quartet Three: The Dry Salvages I I do not know much about gods; but I think that the river Is a strong brown god—sullen, untamed and intractable, Patient to some degree, at first recognised as a frontier; Useful, ... Read More | Share

Eliot Four Quartets: East Coker

Eliot Four Quartets Quartet Two: East Coker I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their place Is an open field, or a factory, or a by-pass. Old stone ... Read More | Share

Eliot Four Quartets: Burnt Norton

Eliot Four Quartets Quartet One: Burnt Norton I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. If all time is eternally present All time is unredeemable. What might have been is an ... Read More | Share

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