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Thomas Stearns Eliot OM Born 26th September 1888, St. Louis, Missouri, U.S. Died 4th January 1965, London, England. T. S. Eliot was a British essayist, publisher, playwright, literary and social critic, and “one of the twentieth century’s major poets”. He moved from his native United States to England in 1914 at the age of 25, […]

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Lincoln, Abraham (1809-1865), 16th president of the United States (1861-1865) and one of the great leaders in American history. A humane, far-sighted statesman in his lifetime, he became a legend and a folk hero after his death. Lincoln rose from humble backwoods origins to become one of the great presidents of the United States. In […]

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EDGAR ALLAN POE AN APPRECIATION Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore— Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of “never—never more!” THIS stanza from “The Raven” was recommended by James Russell Lowell as an inscription upon the Baltimore monument […]

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The Waste Land Poem by T. S. Eliot T. S. Eliot – The Waste Land Poem “Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent: Σίβυλλα τί θέλεις; respondebat illa: ἀποθανεῖν θέλω.” For Ezra Pound il miglior fabbro English Translation: For with my own eyes I saw […]

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Poems by T. S. Eliot Poems by T. S. Eliot New York Alfred A. Knopf 1920 To Jean Verdenal 1889-1915 Certain of these poems first appeared in Poetry, Blast, Others, The Little Review, and Art and Letters. Poems by T. S. Eliot Contents T. S. Eliot – Gerontion Poem T. S. Eliot – Burbank with […]

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Gerontion Poem by T. S. Eliot Poetry from Poems by T. S. Eliot. T. S. Eliot – Gerontion Poem Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. Here I am, an old man in a dry month, Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain. […]

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Burbank with a Baedeker : Bleistein with a Cigar Poem by T. S. Eliot Poetry from Poems by T. S. Eliot. T. S. Eliot – Burbank with a Baedeker : Bleistein with a Cigar Poem Tra-la-la-la-la-la-laire—nil nisi divinum stabile est; caetera fumus—the gondola stopped, the old palace was there, how charming its grey and pink— […]

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Sweeney Erect Poem by T. S. Eliot Poetry from Poems by T. S. Eliot. T. S. Eliot – Sweeney Erect Poem And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind me Make all a desolation. Look, look, wenches! Paint me a cavernous waste shore […]

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A Cooking Egg Poem by T. S. Eliot Poetry from Poems by T. S. Eliot. T. S. Eliot – A Cooking Egg Poem En l’an trentiesme de mon aage Que toutes mes hontes j’ay beues… Pipit sate upright in her chair Some distance from where I was sitting; Views of the Oxford Colleges Lay on […]

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Le Directeur Poem by T. S. Eliot Poetry from Poems by T. S. Eliot. T. S. Eliot – Le Directeur Poem Malheur à la malheureuse Tamise! Tamisel Qui coule si pres du Spectateur. Le directeur Conservateur Du Spectateur Empeste la brise. Les actionnaires Réactionnaires Du Spectateur Conservateur Bras dessus bras dessous Font des tours A […]

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Mélange adultère de tout Poem by T. S. Eliot Poetry from Poems by T. S. Eliot. T. S. Eliot – Mélange adultère de tout Poem En Amerique, professeur; En Angleterre, journaliste; C’est à grands pas et en sueur Que vous suivrez à peine ma piste. En Yorkshire, conferencier; A Londres, un peu banquier, Vous me […]

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Lune de Miel Poem by T. S. Eliot Poetry from Poems by T. S. Eliot. T. S. Eliot – Lune de Miel Poem Ils ont vu les Pays-Bas, ils rentrent à Terre Haute; Mais une nuit d’été, les voici à Ravenne, A l’sur le dos écartant les genoux De quatre jambes molles tout gonflées de […]

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