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innashpitzberg19 ноября 2012 г.Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,
Every poem an epitaph. And any action
Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat
Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:
See, they depart, and we go with them.
We are born with the dead:
See, they return, and bring us with them.8235
innashpitzberg19 ноября 2012 г.You cannot face it steadily, but this thing is sure,
That time is no healer: the patient is no longer here.8223
innashpitzberg19 ноября 2012 г.It seems, as one becomes older,
That the past has another pattern, and ceases to be a mere sequence--
Or even development: the latter a partial fallacy
Encouraged by superficial notions of evolution,
Which becomes, in the popular mind, a means of disowning the past.8214
innashpitzberg19 ноября 2012 г.Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living.8255
innashpitzberg19 ноября 2012 г.Words strain,
Crack and sometimes break, under the burden,
Under the tension, slip, slide, perish,
Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place,
Will not stay still.8215
innashpitzberg19 ноября 2012 г.At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered.8193
innashpitzberg19 ноября 2012 г.Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind
Cannot bear very much reality.
Time past and time future
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.8151
innashpitzberg19 ноября 2012 г.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.8153
innashpitzberg19 ноября 2012 г.Tiresias, although a mere spectator and not indeed a 'character', is yet the most important personage in the poem, uniting all the rest. Just as the one-eyed merchant, seller of currants, melts into the Phoenician Sailor, and the latter is not wholly distinct from Ferdinand Prince of Naples, so all the women are one woman, and the two sexes meet in Tiresias. What Tiresias sees, in fact, is the substance of the poem.
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