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  • A Song For Simeon
    Lord, they Roman hyacinths are blooming in bowls and
    The winder sun creeps by the snow hills;
    40 lines
  • Mélange adultère de tout
    En Amerique, professeur;
    En Angleterre, journaliste;
    20 lines
  • Stand On The highest Pavement
    Stand on the highest pavement of the stair--
    Lean on a garden urn--
    27 lines
  • Le Directeur
    Malheur à la malheureuse Tamise!
    Tamisel Qui coule si pres du Spectateur.
    22 lines
  • Dans le Restaurant
    Le garcon délabré qui n'a rien à faire
    Que de se gratter les doigts et se pencher sur mon épaule:
    31 lines
  • Lune de Miel
    Ils ont vu les Pays-Bas, ils rentrent à Terre Haute;
    Mais une nuit d'été, les voici à Ravenne,
    16 lines
  • Mr. Eliot's Sunday Morning Service
    Look, look, master, here comes two religions
      caterpillars.
    44 lines
  • Conversation Galante
    I observe: "Our sentimental friend the moon!
    Or possibly (fantastic, I confess)
    18 lines
  • Sweeney Erect
    And the trees about me,
      Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks
    60 lines, 1 comment
  • Spleen
    Sunday: this satisfied procession
    Of definite Sunday faces;
    16 lines
  • Burbank With A Baedeker: Bleistein With A Cigar
    Tra-la-la-la-la-la-laire—nil nisi divinum stabile
      est; caetera fumus—the gondola stopped, the old
    46 lines
  • Sweeney Among The Nightingales
    Apeneck Sweeney spreads his knees
    Letting his arms hang down to laugh,
    48 lines
  • Mr. Apollinax
    When Mr. Apollinax visited the United States
    His laughter tinkled among the teacups.
    21 lines
  • Cousin Nancy
    Miss Nancy Ellicott Strode across the hills and broke them,
    Rode across the hills and broke them--
    12 lines
  • To Walter de la Mare
    The children who explored the brook and found
    A desert island with a sandy cove
    43 lines
  • The Boston Evening Transcript
    The readers of the Boston Evening Transcript
    Sway in the wind like a field of ripe corn.
    9 lines
  • A Cooking Egg
    En l'an trentiesme de mon aage
    Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beues ...
    35 lines, 1 comment
  • Aunt Helen
    Miss Helen Slingsby was my maiden aunt,
    And lived in a small house near a fashionable square
    13 lines
  • The Hippopotamus
    The broad-backed hippopotamus
    Rests on his belly in the mud;
    46 lines, 2 comments
  • Preludes
    The winter's evening settles down
    With smells of steaks in passageways.
    63 lines, 1 comment
  • Rhapsody On A Windy Night
          Twelve o¹clock.
          Along the reaches of the street
    85 lines
  • Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages
    I do not know much about gods; but I think that the river
    Is a strong brown god—sullen, untamed and intractable,
    262 lines
  • 4 Quartets 2: East Coker
    In my beginning is my end. In succession
    Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended,
    239 lines, 2 comments
  • La Figlia Che Piange (The Weeping Girl)
    O quam te memorem virgo…
    Stand on the highest pavement of the stair —
    29 lines, 1 comment
  • Growltiger's Last Stand
    Growltiger was a Bravo Cat, who travelled on a barge:
    In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed at large.
    69 lines
  • Whispers Of Immortality
    Webster was much possessed by death
    And saw the skull beneath the skin;
    38 lines
  • Gerontion
      Thou hast nor youth nor age
      But as it were an after dinner sleep
    85 lines
  • Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding
    Midwinter spring is its own season
    Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown,
    288 lines
  • The Ad-Dressing Of Cats
    You've read of several kinds of Cat,
    And my opinion now is that
    35 lines, 4 comments
  • Gus: The Theatre Cat
    Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door.
    His name, as I ought to have told you before,
    57 lines, 1 comment
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