And I must borrow every changing shape
To find expression … dance, dance
Like a dancing bear,
Cry like a parrot, chatter like an ape.
Étiquette : ts eliot
Portrait of a Lady, T.S. Eliot
Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance,
Admire the monuments,
Discuss the late events,
Correct our watches by the public clocks.
Then sit for half an hour and drink our bocks.
Portrait of a Lady, T.S. Eliot
Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know
What life is, you who hold it in your hands
(Slowly twisting the lilac stalks)
You let it flow from you, you let it flow,
And youth is cruel, and has no remorse
And smiles at situations which it cannot see.
Portrait of a Lady, T.S. Eliot
Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself — as it will seem to do—
With « I have saved this afternoon for you »;
And four wax candles in the darkened room,
Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead
tea, books & rock'n'roll 