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    The Waste Land
    The Waste Land
    The Waste Land
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    The Waste Land

    By T. S. (Thomas Stearns) Eliot

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    Release dateNov 26, 2013
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    The Waste Land - T. S. (Thomas Stearns) Eliot

    The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Waste Land, by T. S. Eliot

    This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org

    Title: The Waste Land

    Author: T. S. Eliot

    May, 1998 [Etext #1321]

    Last Updated: April 23, 2013

    Language: English

    *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE WASTE LAND ***

    Produced by An Anonymous Project Gutenberg Volunteer

    THE WASTE LAND

    By T. S. Eliot

    Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent: Sibylla ti theleis; respondebat illa: apothanein thelo.

    I. THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD

      April is the cruellest month, breeding

      Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing

      Memory and desire, stirring

      Dull roots with spring rain.

      Winter kept us warm, covering

      Earth in forgetful snow, feeding

      A little life with dried tubers.

      Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee

      With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,

      And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, 10

      And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.

      Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch.

      And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,

      My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,

      And I was frightened. He said, Marie,

      Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.

      In the mountains, there you feel free.

      I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

      What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow

      Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, 20

      You cannot say, or guess, for you know only

      A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,

      And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,

      And the dry stone no sound of water. Only

      There is shadow under this red rock,

      (Come in under the shadow of this red rock),

      And I will show you something different from either

      Your shadow at morning striding behind you

      Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;

      I will show you fear in a handful of dust. 30

           Frisch weht der Wind

           Der Heimat zu

           Mein Irisch Kind,

           Wo weilest du?

      "You

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