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file:///G|/novel/2.txt[2009/6/2912:41:33]ThomasStearnsEliot(1888-1965)TheWasteLandNAMSibyllamquidemCumisegoipseoculismeisvidiinampullapendere,etcumillipueridicerunt:Sebullapetheleis;respondebatilla:apothaneintheloI.THEBURIALOFTHEDEADAprilisthecruellestmonth,breedingLilacsoutofthedeadland,mixingMemoryanddesire,stirringDullrootswithspringrain.Winterkeptuswarm,coveringEarthinforgetfulsnow,feedingAlittlelifewithdriedtubers.Summersurprisedus,comingovertheStarnbergerseeWithashowerofrain;westoppedinthecolonnade,Andwentoninsunlight,intotheHofgarten,10Anddrankcoffee,andtalkedforanhour.BingarkeineRussin,stamm'ausLitauen,echtdeutsch.Andwhenwewerechildren,stayingatthearchduke's,Mycousin's,hetookmeoutonasled,AndIwasfrightened.Hesaid,Marie,Marie,holdontight.Anddownwewent.Inthemountains,thereyoufeelfree.Iread,muchofthenight,andgosouthinthewinter.Whataretherootsthatclutch,whatbranchesgrowOutofthisstonyrubbish?Sonofman,20Youcannotsay,orguess,foryouknowonlyAheapofbrokenimages,wherethesunbeats,Andthedeadtreegivesnoshelter,thecricketnorelief,Andthedrystonenosoundofwater.OnlyThereisshadowunderthisredrock,(Comeinundertheshadowofthisredrock),AndIwillshowyousomethingdifferentfromeitherYourshadowatmorningstridingbehindyouOryourshadowateveningrisingtomeetyou;Iwillshowyoufearinahandfulofdust.30FrischwehtderWindDerHeimatzuMeinIrischKind,Woweilestdu?Yougavemehyacinthsfirstayearago;Theycalledmethehyacinthgirl.-Yetwhenwecameback,late,fromtheHyacinthgarden,Yourarmsfull,andyourhairwet,Icouldnotfile:///G|/novel/2.txt[2009/6/2912:41:33]Speak,andmyeyesfailed,IwasneitherLivingnordead,andIknewnothing,40Lookingintotheheartoflight,thesilence.Od'undleerdasMeer.MadameSosostris,famousclairvoyante,Hadabadcold,neverthelessIsknowntobethewisestwomaninEurope,Withawickedpackofcards.Here,saidshe,Isyourcard,thedrownedPhoenicianSailor,(Thosearepearlsthatwerehiseyes.Look!)HereisBelladonna,theLadyoftheRocks,Theladyofsituations.50Hereisthemanwiththreestaves,andheretheWheel,Andhereistheone-eyedmerchant,andthiscard,Whichisblank,issomethinghecarriesonhisback,WhichIamforbiddentosee.IdonotfindTheHangedMan.Feardeathbywater.Iseecrowdsofpeople,walkingroundinaring.Thankyou.IfyouseedearMrs.Equitone,TellherIbringthehoroscopemyself:Onemustbesocarefulthesedays.UnrealCity,60Underthebrownfogofawinterdawn,AcrowdflowedoverLondonBridge,somany,Ihadnotthoughtdeathhadundonesomany.Sighs,shortandinfrequent,wereexhaled,Andeachmanfixedhiseyesbeforehisfeet.FlowedupthehillanddownKingWilliamStreet,TowhereSaintMaryWoolnothkeptthehoursWithadeadsoundonthefinalstrokeofnine.ThereIsawoneIknew,andstoppedhim,cryingStetson!YouwhowerewithmeintheshipsatMylae!70Thatcorpseyouplantedlastyearinyourgarden,Hasitbeguntosprout?Willitbloomthisyear?Orhasthesuddenfrostdisturbeditsbed?OhkeeptheDogfarhence,that'sfriendtomen,Orwithhisnailshe'lldigitupagain!You!hypocritelecteur!-monsemblable,-monfrere!II.AGAMEOFCHESSTheChairshesatin,likeaburnishedthrone,Glowedonthemarble,wheretheglassHeldupbystandardswroughtwithfruitedvinesFromwhichagoldenCupidonpeepedout80(Anotherhidhiseyesbehindhiswing)DoubledtheflamesofsevenbranchedcandelabraReflectinglightuponthetableasTheglitterofherjewelsrosetomeetit,Fromsatincasespouredinrichprofusion;Invialsofivoryandcolouredglassfile:///G|/novel/2.txt[2009/6/2912:41:33]Unstoppered,lurkedherstrangesyntheticperfumes,Unguent,powdered,orliquid-troubled,confusedAnddrownedthesenseinodours;stirredbytheairThatfreshenedfromthewindow,theseascended90Infatteningtheprolongedcandle-flames,Flungtheirsmokeintothelaquearia,Stirringthepatternonthecofferedceiling.Hugesea-woodfedwithcopperBurnedgreenandorange,framedbythecolouredstone,Inwhichsadlightacarveddolphinswam.AbovetheantiquemantelwasdisplayedAsthoughawindowgaveuponthesylvansceneThechangeofPhilomel,bythebarbarouskingSorudelyforced;yettherethenightingale100FilledallthedesertwithinviolablevoiceAndstillshecried,andstilltheworldpursues,JugJugtodirtyears.AndotherwitheredstumpsoftimeWeretolduponthewalls;staringformsLeanedout,leaning,hushingtheroomenclosed.Footstepsshuffledonthestair.Underthefirelight,underthebrush,herhairSpreadoutinfierypointsGlowedintowords,thenwouldbesavagelystill.110Mynervesarebadto-night.Yes,bad.Staywithme.Speaktome.Whydoyouneverspeak.Speak.Whatareyouthinkingof?Whatthinking?What?Ineverknowwhatyouarethinking.Think.Ithinkweareinrats'alleyWherethedeadmenlosttheirbones.Whatisthatnoise?Thewindunderthedoor.Whatisthatnoisenow?Whatisthewinddoing?Nothingagainnothing.120DoYouknownothing?Doyouseenothing?DoyourememberNothing?IrememberThosearepearlsthatwerehiseyes.Areyoualive,ornot?Istherenothinginyourhead?ButOOOOthatShakespeherianRag-It'ssoelegantSointelligent130WhatshallIdonow?WhatshallIdo?IshallrushoutasIam,andwalkthestreetWithmyhairdown,so.Whatshallwedoto-morrow?Whatshallweeverdo?Thehotwateratten.Andifitrains,aclosedcaratfour.file:///G|/novel/2.txt[2009/6/2912:41:33]Andweshallplayagameofchess,Pressinglidlesseyesandwaitingforaknockuponthedoor.WhenLil'shusbandgotdemobbed,Isaid-Ididn'tmincemywords,Isaidtohermyself,140HURRYUPPLEASEITSTIMENowAlbert's