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<blockquote data-quote="Marilyn" data-source="post: 1058089522" data-attributes="member: 25654"><p>IV <em>(from T.S. Eliot's Preludes)</em></p><p></p><p>"His soul stretched tight across the skies</p><p>That fade behind a city block,</p><p>Or trampled by insistent feet</p><p>At four and five and six o’clock;</p><p>And short square fingers stuffing pipes,</p><p>And evening newspapers, and eyes</p><p>Assured of certain certainties,</p><p>The conscience of a blackened street</p><p>Impatient to assume the world.</p><p></p><p>I am moved by fancies that are curled</p><p>Around these images, and cling:</p><p>The notion of some infinitely gentle</p><p>Infinitely suffering thing.</p><p></p><p>Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;</p><p>The worlds revolve like ancient women</p><p>Gathering fuel in vacant lots".</p><p></p><p>...and this my dearest is goodbye.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Marilyn, post: 1058089522, member: 25654"] IV [I](from T.S. Eliot's Preludes)[/I] "His soul stretched tight across the skies That fade behind a city block, Or trampled by insistent feet At four and five and six o’clock; And short square fingers stuffing pipes, And evening newspapers, and eyes Assured of certain certainties, The conscience of a blackened street Impatient to assume the world. I am moved by fancies that are curled Around these images, and cling: The notion of some infinitely gentle Infinitely suffering thing. Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh; The worlds revolve like ancient women Gathering fuel in vacant lots". ...and this my dearest is goodbye. [/QUOTE]
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