The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock Lyrics

Song	The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock
Artist	T.S.Eliot
Artist	Robert Speaight
Album	The Waste Land (And other T.S.Eliot Works)
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[00:00.000]	作曲 : T.S.Eliot
[00:01.329]	The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
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[00:07.130]	Let us go then, you and I,
[00:09.044]	When the evening is spread out against the sky
[00:12.233]	Like a patient etherized upon a table;
[00:15.128]	Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
[00:18.238]	The muttering retreats
[00:19.418]	Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
[00:22.567]	And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
[00:25.579]	Streets that follow like a tedious argument
[00:28.850]	Of insidious intent
[00:30.562]	To lead you to an overwhelming question ...
[00:33.428]	Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
[00:35.781]	Let us go and make our visit.
[00:39.101]
[00:40.201]	In the room the women come and go
[00:43.389]	Talking of Michelangelo.
[00:45.405]
[00:46.647]	The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
[00:50.492]	The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes,
[00:54.327]	Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
[00:57.576]	Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
[01:01.174]	Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
[01:05.427]	Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
[01:08.920]	And seeing that it was a soft October night,
[01:12.259]	Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
[01:16.605]
[01:17.872]	And indeed there will be time
[01:20.147]	For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
[01:23.781]	Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
[01:26.178]	There will be time, there will be time
[01:29.441]	To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
[01:32.616]	There will be time to murder and create,
[01:36.498]	And time for all the works and days of hands
[01:39.660]	That lift and drop a question on your plate;
[01:42.927]	Time for you and time for me,
[01:45.555]	And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
[01:48.558]	And for a hundred visions and revisions,
[01:51.906]	Before the taking of a toast and tea.
[01:54.962]
[01:56.204]	In the room the women come and go
[01:59.722]	Talking of Michelangelo.
[02:02.138]
[02:03.092]	And indeed there will be time
[02:04.811]	To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
[02:10.806]	Time to turn back and descend the stair,
[02:13.399]	With a bald spot in the middle of my hair —
[02:16.998]	(They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”)
[02:21.343]	My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
[02:25.629]	My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin —
[02:30.093]	(They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”)
[02:35.721]	Do I dare
[02:38.109]	Disturb the universe?
[02:40.213]	In a minute there is time
[02:42.380]	For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
[02:46.658]
[02:47.631]	For I have known them all already, known them all:
[02:52.097]	Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
[02:55.628]	I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
[02:59.548]	I know the voices dying with a dying fall
[03:03.695]	Beneath the music from a farther room.
[03:06.499]	So how should I presume?
[03:10.017]	And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
[03:13.325]	The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
[03:16.147]	And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
[03:20.947]	When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
[03:23.597]	Then how should I begin
[03:25.934]	To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
[03:29.673]	And how should I presume?
[03:32.626]
[03:33.484]	And I have known the arms already, known them all—
[03:37.487]	Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
[03:41.150]	(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!)
[03:45.445]	Is it perfume from a dress
[03:48.596]	That makes me so digress?
[03:50.531]	Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
[03:55.955]	And should I then presume?
[03:59.140]	And how should I begin?
[04:01.823]
[04:02.530]	Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
[04:07.440]	And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
[04:10.749]	Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? ...
[04:14.428]
[04:15.473]	I should have been a pair of ragged claws
[04:19.576]	Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
[04:23.294]
[04:24.430]	And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
[04:30.307]	Smoothed by long fingers,
[04:32.741]	Asleep ... tired ... or it malingers,
[04:37.766]	Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
[04:41.290]	Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
[04:45.606]	Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
[04:49.271]	But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
[04:53.565]	Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
[05:00.454]	I am no prophet — and here’s no great matter;
[05:04.650]	I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
[05:08.775]	And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
[05:15.311]	And in short, I was afraid.
[05:19.694]
[05:21.046]	And would it have been worth it, after all,
[05:23.765]	After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
[05:26.680]	Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
[05:30.493]	Would it have been worth while,
[05:32.892]	To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
[05:35.194]	To have squeezed the universe into a ball
[05:38.470]	To roll it towards some overwhelming question,
[05:41.530]	To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
[05:45.707]	Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”—
[05:49.955]	If one, settling a pillow by her head
[05:52.969]	Should say: “That is not what I meant at all;
[05:57.470]	That is not it, at all.”
[05:59.639]
[06:00.437]	And would it have been worth it, after all,
[06:03.675]	Would it have been worth while,
[06:05.570]	After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
[06:09.975]	After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—
[06:16.233]	And this, and so much more?—
[06:19.035]	It is impossible to say just what I mean!
[06:22.114]	But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
[06:26.351]	Would it have been worth while
[06:28.826]	If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
[06:32.603]	And turning toward the window, should say:
[06:35.640]	“That is not it at all,
[06:38.205]	That is not what I meant, at all.”
[06:42.162]
[06:43.069]	No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
[06:47.671]	Am an attendant lord, one that will do
[06:51.376]	To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
[06:54.142]	Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
[06:57.304]	Deferential, glad to be of use,
[07:00.041]	Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
[07:02.983]	Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
[07:06.491]	At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
[07:10.620]	Almost, at times, the Fool.
[07:14.825]
[07:17.015]	I grow old ... I grow old ...
[07:20.514]	I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
[07:23.870]
[07:24.378]	Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
[07:29.290]	I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
[07:34.462]	I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
[07:39.929]
[07:40.513]	I do not think that they will sing to me.
[07:42.641]
[07:43.611]	I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
[07:46.721]	Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
[07:49.982]	When the wind blows the water white and black.
[07:52.893]	We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
[07:57.388]	By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
[08:01.615]	Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
[08:11.414]
[08:19.788]	The Hollow Men
[08:21.751]
[08:22.427]	A penny for the Old Guy
[08:24.003]
[08:25.311]	I
[08:26.097]
[08:26.639]	We are the hollow men
[08:28.645]	We are the stuffed men
[08:30.725]	Leaning together
[08:32.179]	Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
[08:35.989]	Our dried voices, when
[08:38.135]	We whisper together
[08:39.695]	Are quiet and meaningless
[08:41.951]	As wind in dry grass
[08:43.844]	Or rats' feet over broken glass
[08:46.784]	In our dry cellar
[08:49.210]
[08:49.808]	Shape without form, shade without colour,
[08:54.323]	Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
[08:58.699]
[08:59.564]	Those who have crossed
[09:01.916]	With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
[09:05.364]	Remember us-if at all-not as lost
[09:09.839]	Violent souls, but only
[09:12.549]	As the hollow men
[09:14.935]	The stuffed men.
[09:16.438]
[09:17.690]	II
[09:18.095]	Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
[09:20.302]	In death's dream kingdom
[09:23.254]	These do not appear:
[09:24.967]	There, the eyes are
[09:27.318]	Sunlight on a broken column
[09:29.832]	There, is a tree swinging
[09:33.103]	And voices are
[09:34.829]	In the wind's singing
[09:36.702]	More distant and more solemn
[09:39.499]	Than a fading star.
[09:41.291]
[09:42.125]	Let me be no nearer
[09:44.778]	In death's dream kingdom
[09:47.216]	Let me also wear
[09:49.153]	Such deliberate disguises
[09:50.851]	Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
[09:54.247]	In a field
[09:55.857]	Behaving as the wind behaves
[09:59.013]	No nearer-
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[10:02.123]	Not that final meeting
[10:04.901]	In the twilight kingdom
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[10:07.825]	III
[10:09.200]	This is the dead land
[10:11.898]	This is cactus land
[10:13.848]	Here the stone images
[10:15.850]	Are raised, here they receive
[10:18.927]	The supplication of a dead man's hand
[10:21.389]	Under the twinkle of a fading star.
[10:26.276]
[10:26.868]	Is it like this
[10:28.465]	In death's other kingdom
[10:30.302]	Waking alone
[10:31.824]	At the hour when we are
[10:33.929]	Trembling with tenderness
[10:35.866]	Lips that would kiss
[10:38.651]	Form prayers to broken stone.
[10:43.120]
[10:43.702]	IV
[10:44.821]	The eyes are not here
[10:46.887]	There are no eyes here
[10:48.914]	In this valley of dying stars
[10:51.432]	In this hollow valley
[10:53.907]	This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms
[10:57.360]
[10:58.066]	In this last of meeting places
[11:01.867]	We grope together
[11:03.518]	And avoid speech
[11:05.245]	Gathered on this beach of the tumid river
[11:08.919]
[11:09.526]	Sightless, unless
[11:11.706]	The eyes reappear
[11:13.564]	As the perpetual star
[11:15.798]	Multifoliate rose
[11:17.945]	Of death's twilight kingdom
[11:20.805]	The hope only
[11:23.716]	Of empty men.
[11:25.840]
[11:27.091]	V
[11:28.446]	Here we go round the prickly pear
[11:29.965]	Prickly pear prickly pear
[11:31.692]	Here we go round the prickly pear
[11:34.003]	At five o'clock in the morning.
[11:35.739]
[11:36.442]	Between the idea
[11:38.266]	And the reality
[11:40.134]	Between the motion
[11:41.796]	And the act
[11:43.187]	Falls the Shadow
[11:46.139]	For Thine is the Kingdom
[11:48.593]
[11:49.069]	Between the conception
[11:50.812]	And the creation
[11:52.390]	Between the emotion
[11:53.976]	And the response
[11:55.739]	Falls the Shadow
[11:59.859]	Life is very long
[12:02.137]
[12:03.311]	Between the desire
[12:04.689]	And the spasm
[12:06.242]	Between the potency
[12:07.951]	And the existence
[12:09.707]	Between the essence
[12:11.669]	And the descent
[12:13.498]	Falls the Shadow
[12:17.004]	For Thine is the Kingdom
[12:18.831]
[12:20.047]	For Thine is
[12:23.928]	Life is
[12:26.904]	For Thine is the
[12:29.567]
[12:30.478]	This is the way the world ends
[12:32.507]	This is the way the world ends
[12:34.397]	This is the way the world ends
[12:36.411]	Not with a bang but a whimper.
[12:40.032]
[12:47.293]	Ash Wednesday
[12:48.630]
[12:49.644]	I
[12:50.781]
[12:50.938]	Because I do not hope to turn again
[12:53.318]	Because I do not hope
[12:55.371]	Because I do not hope to turn
[12:57.499]	Desiring this man's gift and that man's scope
[13:00.790]	I no longer strive to strive towards such things
[13:05.014]	(Why should the agèd eagle stretch its wings?)
[13:08.706]	Why should I mourn
[13:10.923]	The vanished power of the usual reign?
[13:13.887]
[13:14.885]	Because I do not hope to know
[13:17.651]	The infirm glory of the positive hour
[13:20.724]	Because I do not think
[13:23.116]	Because I know I shall not know
[13:25.703]	The one veritable transitory power
[13:28.843]	Because I cannot drink
[13:31.300]	There, where trees flower, and springs flow, for there is nothing again
[13:39.252]
[13:39.829]	Because I know that time is always time
[13:43.622]	And place is always and only place
[13:46.862]	And what is actual is actual only for one time
[13:50.954]	And only for one place
[13:53.086]	I rejoice that things are as they are and
[13:56.921]	I renounce the blessèd face
[13:59.543]	And renounce the voice
[14:01.655]	Because I cannot hope to turn again
[14:05.070]	Consequently I rejoice, having to construct something
[14:10.725]	Upon which to rejoice
[14:12.787]
[14:13.516]	And pray to God to have mercy upon us
[14:17.369]	And pray that I may forget
[14:20.473]	These matters that with myself I too much discuss
[14:24.662]	Too much explain
[14:26.389]	Because I do not hope to turn again
[14:30.392]	Let these words answer
[14:32.775]	For what is done, not to be done again
[14:36.282]	May the judgement not be too heavy upon us
[14:40.685]
[14:41.326]	Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
[14:45.536]	But merely vans to beat the air
[14:48.602]	The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
[14:52.761]	Smaller and dryer than the will
[14:55.692]	Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still.
[15:02.993]
[15:03.958]	Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death
[15:08.895]	Pray for us now and at the hour of our death.
[15:13.856]	II
[15:15.983]	Lady, three white leopards sat under a juniper-tree
[15:20.911]	In the cool of the day, having fed to sateity
[15:24.200]	On my legs my heart my liver and that which had been contained
[15:28.305]	In the hollow round of my skull. And God said
[15:32.169]	Shall these bones live? shall these
[15:36.496]	Bones live? And that which had been contained
[15:40.036]	In the bones (which were already dry) said chirping:
[15:44.446]	Because of the goodness of this Lady
[15:47.594]	And because of her loveliness, and because
[15:50.944]	She honours the Virgin in meditation,
[15:53.335]	We shine with brightness. And I who am here dissembled
[15:58.857]	Proffer my deeds to oblivion, and my love
[16:03.417]	To the posterity of the desert and the fruit of the gourd.
[16:06.833]	It is this which recovers
[16:09.311]	My guts the strings of my eyes and the indigestible portions
[16:13.951]	Which the leopards reject. The Lady is withdrawn
[16:19.041]	In a white gown, to contemplation, in a white gown.
[16:24.399]	Let the whiteness of bones atone to forgetfulness.
[16:29.318]	There is no life in them. As I am forgotten
[16:34.517]	And would be forgotten, so I would forget
[16:38.525]	Thus devoted, concentrated in purpose. And God said
[16:44.892]	Prophesy to the wind, to the wind only for only
[16:49.547]	The wind will listen. And the bones sang chirping
[16:54.654]	With the burden of the grasshopper, saying
[16:57.504]
[16:58.892]	Lady of silences
[17:00.821]	Calm and distressed
[17:02.581]	Torn and most whole
[17:04.433]	Rose of memory
[17:06.209]	Rose of forgetfulness
[17:07.702]	Exhausted and life-giving
[17:09.846]	Worried reposeful
[17:11.634]	The single Rose
[17:13.469]	Is now the Garden
[17:15.152]	Where all loves end
[17:16.882]	Terminate torment
[17:18.916]	Of love unsatisfied
[17:20.875]	The greater torment
[17:22.650]	Of love satisfied
[17:24.672]	End of the endless
[17:27.024]	Journey to no end
[17:28.853]	Conclusion of all that
[17:30.605]	Is inconclusible
[17:32.290]	Speech without word and
[17:34.738]	Word of no speech
[17:36.847]	Grace to the Mother
[17:39.116]	For the Garden
[17:41.060]	Where all love ends.
[17:43.559]
[17:45.170]	Under a juniper-tree the bones sang, scattered and shining
[17:51.278]	We are glad to be scattered, we did little good to each other,
[17:55.392]	Under a tree in the cool of day, with the blessing of sand,
[17:59.890]	Forgetting themselves and each other, united
[18:03.472]	In the quiet of the desert. This is the land which ye
[18:08.656]	Shall divide by lot. And neither division nor unity
[18:12.872]	Matters. This is the land. We have our inheritance.
[18:19.422]
[18:20.340]	III
[18:23.843]	At the first turning of the second stair
[18:26.753]	I turned and saw below
[18:28.797]	The same shape twisted on the banister
[18:31.679]	Under the vapour in the fetid air
[18:34.327]	Struggling with the devil of the stairs who wears
[18:38.267]	The deceitul face of hope and of despair.
[18:42.215]
[18:43.261]	At the second turning of the second stair
[18:46.877]	I left them twisting, turning below;
[18:50.219]	There were no more faces and the stair was dark,
[18:54.093]	Damp, jaggèd, like an old man's mouth drivelling, beyond repair,
[19:00.422]	Or the toothed gullet of an agèd shark.
[19:03.849]
[19:04.618]	At the first turning of the third stair
[19:08.561]	Was a slotted window bellied like the figs's fruit
[19:12.361]	And beyond the hawthorn blossom and a pasture scene
[19:17.240]	The broadbacked figure drest in blue and green
[19:21.437]	Enchanted the maytime with an antique flute.
[19:24.906]	Blown hair is sweet, brown hair over the mouth blown,
[19:30.314]	Lilac and brown hair;
[19:33.318]	Distraction, music of the flute, stops and steps of the mind over the third stair,
[19:41.344]	Fading, fading; strength beyond hope and despair
[19:47.827]	Climbing the third stair.
[19:50.763]
[19:52.820]	Lord, I am not worthy
[19:54.991]	Lord, I am not worthy
[19:58.553]
[19:59.270]	but speak the word only.
[20:02.686]	IV
[20:04.559]	Who walked between the violet and the violet
[20:08.322]	Whe walked between
[20:10.496]	The various ranks of varied green
[20:12.610]	Going in white and blue, in Mary's colour,
[20:15.895]	Talking of trivial things
[20:17.662]	In ignorance and knowledge of eternal dolour
[20:21.650]	Who moved among the others as they walked,
[20:25.100]	Who then made strong the fountains and made fresh the springs
[20:29.629]
[20:30.588]	Made cool the dry rock and made firm the sand
[20:34.036]	In blue of larkspur, blue of Mary's colour,
[20:38.686]	Sovegna vos
[20:41.762]
[20:43.299]	Here are the years that walk between, bearing
[20:46.959]	Away the fiddles and the flutes, restoring
[20:50.446]	One who moves in the time between sleep and waking, wearing
[20:55.340]
[20:56.097]	White light folded, sheathing about her, folded.
[20:59.991]	The new years walk, restoring
[21:03.698]	Through a bright cloud of tears, the years, restoring
[21:08.792]	With a new verse the ancient rhyme. Redeem
[21:13.356]	The time. Redeem
[21:15.922]	The unread vision in the higher dream
[21:19.007]	While jewelled unicorns draw by the gilded hearse.
[21:24.078]
[21:25.282]	The silent sister veiled in white and blue
[21:29.903]	Between the yews, behind the garden god,
[21:33.259]	Whose flute is breathless, bent her head and signed but spoke no word
[21:41.483]
[21:42.445]	But the fountain sprang up and the bird sang down
[21:46.523]	Redeem the time, redeem the dream
[21:49.759]	The token of the word unheard, unspoken
[21:54.374]
[21:55.646]	Till the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yew
[22:00.817]
[22:01.882]	And after this our exile
[22:06.298]
[22:07.433]	V
[22:08.420]	If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent
[22:13.482]	If the unheard, unspoken
[22:15.903]	Word is unspoken, unheard;
[22:19.073]	Still is the unspoken word, the Word unheard,
[22:24.485]	The Word without a word, the Word within
[22:28.500]	The world and for the world;
[22:30.936]	And the light shone in darkness and
[22:34.111]	Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
[22:40.756]	About the centre of the silent Word.
[22:44.218]
[22:45.726]	O my people, what have I done unto thee.
[22:49.939]
[22:50.688]	Where shall the word be found, where will the word
[22:54.568]	Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence
[23:00.023]	Not on the sea or on the islands, not
[23:03.972]	On the mainland, in the desert or the rain land,
[23:07.296]	For those who walk in darkness
[23:10.079]	Both in the day time and in the night time
[23:13.217]	The right time and the right place are not here
[23:17.182]	No place of grace for those who avoid the face
[23:22.284]	No time to rejoice for those who walk among noise and deny the voice
[23:30.479]
[23:30.923]	Will the veiled sister pray for
[23:34.413]	Those who walk in darkness, who chose thee and oppose thee,
[23:40.577]	Those who are torn on the horn between season and season, time and time, between
[23:48.355]	Hour and hour, word and word, power and power, those who wait
[23:55.809]	In darkness? Will the veiled sister pray
[24:01.347]	For children at the gate
[24:03.258]	Who will not go away and cannot pray:
[24:06.372]	Pray for those who chose and oppose
[24:11.951]
[24:12.974]	O my people, what have I done unto thee.
[24:17.820]
[24:18.952]	Will the veiled sister between the slender
[24:22.557]	Yew trees pray for those who offend her
[24:25.948]	And are terrified and cannot surrender
[24:29.402]	And affirm before the world and deny between the rocks
[24:34.201]	In the last desert before the last blue rocks
[24:38.563]	The desert in the garden the garden in the desert
[24:42.387]	Of drouth, spitting from the mouth the withered apple-seed.
[24:48.297]
[24:49.476]	O my people.
[24:52.122]	VI
[24:53.391]	Although I do not hope to turn again
[24:57.457]	Although I do not hope
[24:59.699]	Although I do not hope to turn
[25:01.930]
[25:02.591]	Wavering between the profit and the loss
[25:05.215]	In this brief transit where the dreams cross
[25:08.447]	The dreamcrossed twilight between birth and dying
[25:12.820]	(Bless me father) though I do not wish to wish these things
[25:18.817]	From the wide window towards the granite shore
[25:22.661]	The white sails still fly seaward, seaward flying
[25:27.567]	Unbroken wings
[25:29.337]
[25:30.095]	And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices
[25:33.394]	In the lost lilac and the lost sea voices
[25:36.818]	And the weak spirit quickens to rebel
[25:40.252]	For the bent golden-rod and the lost sea smell
[25:44.106]	Quickens to recover
[25:46.266]	The cry of quail and the whirling plover
[25:49.822]	And the blind eye creates
[25:53.015]	The empty forms between the ivory gates
[25:56.397]	And smell renews the salt savour of the sandy earth
[26:02.531]
[26:03.960]	This is the time of tension between dying and birth
[26:09.680]	The place of solitude where three dreams cross
[26:14.435]	Between blue rocks
[26:16.458]	But when the voices shaken from the yew-tree drift away
[26:21.455]	Let the other yew be shaken and reply.
[26:25.409]
[26:26.740]	Blessèd sister, holy mother, spirit of the fountain, spirit of the garden,
[26:34.516]	Suffer us not to mock ourselves with falsehood
[26:38.486]	Teach us to care and not to care
[26:42.042]	Teach us to sit still
[26:44.731]	Even among these rocks,
[26:47.121]	Our peace in His will
[26:50.491]	And even among these rocks
[26:54.231]	Sister, mother
[26:55.956]	And spirit of the river, spirit of the sea,
[27:00.453]	Suffer me not to be separated
[27:03.969]
[27:05.055]	And let my cry come unto Thee.

[00:00.000]	zuo qu : T. S. Eliot
[00:01.329]	The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
[00:05.529]
[00:07.130]	Let us go then, you and I,
[00:09.044]	When the evening is spread out against the sky
[00:12.233]	Like a patient etherized upon a table
[00:15.128]	Let us go, through certain halfdeserted streets,
[00:18.238]	The muttering retreats
[00:19.418]	Of restless nights in onenight cheap hotels
[00:22.567]	And sawdust restaurants with oystershells:
[00:25.579]	Streets that follow like a tedious argument
[00:28.850]	Of insidious intent
[00:30.562]	To lead you to an overwhelming question ...
[00:33.428]	Oh, do not ask, " What is it?"
[00:35.781]	Let us go and make our visit.
[00:39.101]
[00:40.201]	In the room the women come and go
[00:43.389]	Talking of Michelangelo.
[00:45.405]
[00:46.647]	The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the windowpanes,
[00:50.492]	The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the windowpanes,
[00:54.327]	Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
[00:57.576]	Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
[01:01.174]	Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
[01:05.427]	Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
[01:08.920]	And seeing that it was a soft October night,
[01:12.259]	Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
[01:16.605]
[01:17.872]	And indeed there will be time
[01:20.147]	For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
[01:23.781]	Rubbing its back upon the windowpanes
[01:26.178]	There will be time, there will be time
[01:29.441]	To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
[01:32.616]	There will be time to murder and create,
[01:36.498]	And time for all the works and days of hands
[01:39.660]	That lift and drop a question on your plate
[01:42.927]	Time for you and time for me,
[01:45.555]	And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
[01:48.558]	And for a hundred visions and revisions,
[01:51.906]	Before the taking of a toast and tea.
[01:54.962]
[01:56.204]	In the room the women come and go
[01:59.722]	Talking of Michelangelo.
[02:02.138]
[02:03.092]	And indeed there will be time
[02:04.811]	To wonder, " Do I dare?" and, " Do I dare?"
[02:10.806]	Time to turn back and descend the stair,
[02:13.399]	With a bald spot in the middle of my hair
[02:16.998]	They will say: " How his hair is growing thin!"
[02:21.343]	My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
[02:25.629]	My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin
[02:30.093]	They will say: " But how his arms and legs are thin!"
[02:35.721]	Do I dare
[02:38.109]	Disturb the universe?
[02:40.213]	In a minute there is time
[02:42.380]	For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
[02:46.658]
[02:47.631]	For I have known them all already, known them all:
[02:52.097]	Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
[02:55.628]	I have measured out my life with coffee spoons
[02:59.548]	I know the voices dying with a dying fall
[03:03.695]	Beneath the music from a farther room.
[03:06.499]	So how should I presume?
[03:10.017]	And I have known the eyes already, known them all
[03:13.325]	The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
[03:16.147]	And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
[03:20.947]	When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
[03:23.597]	Then how should I begin
[03:25.934]	To spit out all the buttends of my days and ways?
[03:29.673]	And how should I presume?
[03:32.626]
[03:33.484]	And I have known the arms already, known them all
[03:37.487]	Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
[03:41.150]	But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!
[03:45.445]	Is it perfume from a dress
[03:48.596]	That makes me so digress?
[03:50.531]	Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
[03:55.955]	And should I then presume?
[03:59.140]	And how should I begin?
[04:01.823]
[04:02.530]	Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
[04:07.440]	And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
[04:10.749]	Of lonely men in shirtsleeves, leaning out of windows? ...
[04:14.428]
[04:15.473]	I should have been a pair of ragged claws
[04:19.576]	Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
[04:23.294]
[04:24.430]	And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
[04:30.307]	Smoothed by long fingers,
[04:32.741]	Asleep ... tired ... or it malingers,
[04:37.766]	Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
[04:41.290]	Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
[04:45.606]	Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
[04:49.271]	But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
[04:53.565]	Though I have seen my head grown slightly bald brought in upon a platter,
[05:00.454]	I am no prophet and here' s no great matter
[05:04.650]	I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
[05:08.775]	And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
[05:15.311]	And in short, I was afraid.
[05:19.694]
[05:21.046]	And would it have been worth it, after all,
[05:23.765]	After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
[05:26.680]	Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
[05:30.493]	Would it have been worth while,
[05:32.892]	To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
[05:35.194]	To have squeezed the universe into a ball
[05:38.470]	To roll it towards some overwhelming question,
[05:41.530]	To say: " I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
[05:45.707]	Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all"
[05:49.955]	If one, settling a pillow by her head
[05:52.969]	Should say: " That is not what I meant at all
[05:57.470]	That is not it, at all."
[05:59.639]
[06:00.437]	And would it have been worth it, after all,
[06:03.675]	Would it have been worth while,
[06:05.570]	After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
[06:09.975]	After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor
[06:16.233]	And this, and so much more?
[06:19.035]	It is impossible to say just what I mean!
[06:22.114]	But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
[06:26.351]	Would it have been worth while
[06:28.826]	If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
[06:32.603]	And turning toward the window, should say:
[06:35.640]	" That is not it at all,
[06:38.205]	That is not what I meant, at all."
[06:42.162]
[06:43.069]	No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be
[06:47.671]	Am an attendant lord, one that will do
[06:51.376]	To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
[06:54.142]	Advise the prince no doubt, an easy tool,
[06:57.304]	Deferential, glad to be of use,
[07:00.041]	Politic, cautious, and meticulous
[07:02.983]	Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse
[07:06.491]	At times, indeed, almost ridiculous
[07:10.620]	Almost, at times, the Fool.
[07:14.825]
[07:17.015]	I grow old ... I grow old ...
[07:20.514]	I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
[07:23.870]
[07:24.378]	Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
[07:29.290]	I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
[07:34.462]	I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
[07:39.929]
[07:40.513]	I do not think that they will sing to me.
[07:42.641]
[07:43.611]	I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
[07:46.721]	Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
[07:49.982]	When the wind blows the water white and black.
[07:52.893]	We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
[07:57.388]	By seagirls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
[08:01.615]	Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
[08:11.414]
[08:19.788]	The Hollow Men
[08:21.751]
[08:22.427]	A penny for the Old Guy
[08:24.003]
[08:25.311]	I
[08:26.097]
[08:26.639]	We are the hollow men
[08:28.645]	We are the stuffed men
[08:30.725]	Leaning together
[08:32.179]	Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
[08:35.989]	Our dried voices, when
[08:38.135]	We whisper together
[08:39.695]	Are quiet and meaningless
[08:41.951]	As wind in dry grass
[08:43.844]	Or rats' feet over broken glass
[08:46.784]	In our dry cellar
[08:49.210]
[08:49.808]	Shape without form, shade without colour,
[08:54.323]	Paralysed force, gesture without motion
[08:58.699]
[08:59.564]	Those who have crossed
[09:01.916]	With direct eyes, to death' s other Kingdom
[09:05.364]	Remember usif at allnot as lost
[09:09.839]	Violent souls, but only
[09:12.549]	As the hollow men
[09:14.935]	The stuffed men.
[09:16.438]
[09:17.690]	II
[09:18.095]	Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
[09:20.302]	In death' s dream kingdom
[09:23.254]	These do not appear:
[09:24.967]	There, the eyes are
[09:27.318]	Sunlight on a broken column
[09:29.832]	There, is a tree swinging
[09:33.103]	And voices are
[09:34.829]	In the wind' s singing
[09:36.702]	More distant and more solemn
[09:39.499]	Than a fading star.
[09:41.291]
[09:42.125]	Let me be no nearer
[09:44.778]	In death' s dream kingdom
[09:47.216]	Let me also wear
[09:49.153]	Such deliberate disguises
[09:50.851]	Rat' s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
[09:54.247]	In a field
[09:55.857]	Behaving as the wind behaves
[09:59.013]	No nearer
[10:01.156]
[10:02.123]	Not that final meeting
[10:04.901]	In the twilight kingdom
[10:07.197]
[10:07.825]	III
[10:09.200]	This is the dead land
[10:11.898]	This is cactus land
[10:13.848]	Here the stone images
[10:15.850]	Are raised, here they receive
[10:18.927]	The supplication of a dead man' s hand
[10:21.389]	Under the twinkle of a fading star.
[10:26.276]
[10:26.868]	Is it like this
[10:28.465]	In death' s other kingdom
[10:30.302]	Waking alone
[10:31.824]	At the hour when we are
[10:33.929]	Trembling with tenderness
[10:35.866]	Lips that would kiss
[10:38.651]	Form prayers to broken stone.
[10:43.120]
[10:43.702]	IV
[10:44.821]	The eyes are not here
[10:46.887]	There are no eyes here
[10:48.914]	In this valley of dying stars
[10:51.432]	In this hollow valley
[10:53.907]	This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms
[10:57.360]
[10:58.066]	In this last of meeting places
[11:01.867]	We grope together
[11:03.518]	And avoid speech
[11:05.245]	Gathered on this beach of the tumid river
[11:08.919]
[11:09.526]	Sightless, unless
[11:11.706]	The eyes reappear
[11:13.564]	As the perpetual star
[11:15.798]	Multifoliate rose
[11:17.945]	Of death' s twilight kingdom
[11:20.805]	The hope only
[11:23.716]	Of empty men.
[11:25.840]
[11:27.091]	V
[11:28.446]	Here we go round the prickly pear
[11:29.965]	Prickly pear prickly pear
[11:31.692]	Here we go round the prickly pear
[11:34.003]	At five o' clock in the morning.
[11:35.739]
[11:36.442]	Between the idea
[11:38.266]	And the reality
[11:40.134]	Between the motion
[11:41.796]	And the act
[11:43.187]	Falls the Shadow
[11:46.139]	For Thine is the Kingdom
[11:48.593]
[11:49.069]	Between the conception
[11:50.812]	And the creation
[11:52.390]	Between the emotion
[11:53.976]	And the response
[11:55.739]	Falls the Shadow
[11:59.859]	Life is very long
[12:02.137]
[12:03.311]	Between the desire
[12:04.689]	And the spasm
[12:06.242]	Between the potency
[12:07.951]	And the existence
[12:09.707]	Between the essence
[12:11.669]	And the descent
[12:13.498]	Falls the Shadow
[12:17.004]	For Thine is the Kingdom
[12:18.831]
[12:20.047]	For Thine is
[12:23.928]	Life is
[12:26.904]	For Thine is the
[12:29.567]
[12:30.478]	This is the way the world ends
[12:32.507]	This is the way the world ends
[12:34.397]	This is the way the world ends
[12:36.411]	Not with a bang but a whimper.
[12:40.032]
[12:47.293]	Ash Wednesday
[12:48.630]
[12:49.644]	I
[12:50.781]
[12:50.938]	Because I do not hope to turn again
[12:53.318]	Because I do not hope
[12:55.371]	Because I do not hope to turn
[12:57.499]	Desiring this man' s gift and that man' s scope
[13:00.790]	I no longer strive to strive towards such things
[13:05.014]	Why should the age d eagle stretch its wings?
[13:08.706]	Why should I mourn
[13:10.923]	The vanished power of the usual reign?
[13:13.887]
[13:14.885]	Because I do not hope to know
[13:17.651]	The infirm glory of the positive hour
[13:20.724]	Because I do not think
[13:23.116]	Because I know I shall not know
[13:25.703]	The one veritable transitory power
[13:28.843]	Because I cannot drink
[13:31.300]	There, where trees flower, and springs flow, for there is nothing again
[13:39.252]
[13:39.829]	Because I know that time is always time
[13:43.622]	And place is always and only place
[13:46.862]	And what is actual is actual only for one time
[13:50.954]	And only for one place
[13:53.086]	I rejoice that things are as they are and
[13:56.921]	I renounce the blesse d face
[13:59.543]	And renounce the voice
[14:01.655]	Because I cannot hope to turn again
[14:05.070]	Consequently I rejoice, having to construct something
[14:10.725]	Upon which to rejoice
[14:12.787]
[14:13.516]	And pray to God to have mercy upon us
[14:17.369]	And pray that I may forget
[14:20.473]	These matters that with myself I too much discuss
[14:24.662]	Too much explain
[14:26.389]	Because I do not hope to turn again
[14:30.392]	Let these words answer
[14:32.775]	For what is done, not to be done again
[14:36.282]	May the judgement not be too heavy upon us
[14:40.685]
[14:41.326]	Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
[14:45.536]	But merely vans to beat the air
[14:48.602]	The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
[14:52.761]	Smaller and dryer than the will
[14:55.692]	Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still.
[15:02.993]
[15:03.958]	Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death
[15:08.895]	Pray for us now and at the hour of our death.
[15:13.856]	II
[15:15.983]	Lady, three white leopards sat under a junipertree
[15:20.911]	In the cool of the day, having fed to sateity
[15:24.200]	On my legs my heart my liver and that which had been contained
[15:28.305]	In the hollow round of my skull. And God said
[15:32.169]	Shall these bones live? shall these
[15:36.496]	Bones live? And that which had been contained
[15:40.036]	In the bones which were already dry said chirping:
[15:44.446]	Because of the goodness of this Lady
[15:47.594]	And because of her loveliness, and because
[15:50.944]	She honours the Virgin in meditation,
[15:53.335]	We shine with brightness. And I who am here dissembled
[15:58.857]	Proffer my deeds to oblivion, and my love
[16:03.417]	To the posterity of the desert and the fruit of the gourd.
[16:06.833]	It is this which recovers
[16:09.311]	My guts the strings of my eyes and the indigestible portions
[16:13.951]	Which the leopards reject. The Lady is withdrawn
[16:19.041]	In a white gown, to contemplation, in a white gown.
[16:24.399]	Let the whiteness of bones atone to forgetfulness.
[16:29.318]	There is no life in them. As I am forgotten
[16:34.517]	And would be forgotten, so I would forget
[16:38.525]	Thus devoted, concentrated in purpose. And God said
[16:44.892]	Prophesy to the wind, to the wind only for only
[16:49.547]	The wind will listen. And the bones sang chirping
[16:54.654]	With the burden of the grasshopper, saying
[16:57.504]
[16:58.892]	Lady of silences
[17:00.821]	Calm and distressed
[17:02.581]	Torn and most whole
[17:04.433]	Rose of memory
[17:06.209]	Rose of forgetfulness
[17:07.702]	Exhausted and lifegiving
[17:09.846]	Worried reposeful
[17:11.634]	The single Rose
[17:13.469]	Is now the Garden
[17:15.152]	Where all loves end
[17:16.882]	Terminate torment
[17:18.916]	Of love unsatisfied
[17:20.875]	The greater torment
[17:22.650]	Of love satisfied
[17:24.672]	End of the endless
[17:27.024]	Journey to no end
[17:28.853]	Conclusion of all that
[17:30.605]	Is inconclusible
[17:32.290]	Speech without word and
[17:34.738]	Word of no speech
[17:36.847]	Grace to the Mother
[17:39.116]	For the Garden
[17:41.060]	Where all love ends.
[17:43.559]
[17:45.170]	Under a junipertree the bones sang, scattered and shining
[17:51.278]	We are glad to be scattered, we did little good to each other,
[17:55.392]	Under a tree in the cool of day, with the blessing of sand,
[17:59.890]	Forgetting themselves and each other, united
[18:03.472]	In the quiet of the desert. This is the land which ye
[18:08.656]	Shall divide by lot. And neither division nor unity
[18:12.872]	Matters. This is the land. We have our inheritance.
[18:19.422]
[18:20.340]	III
[18:23.843]	At the first turning of the second stair
[18:26.753]	I turned and saw below
[18:28.797]	The same shape twisted on the banister
[18:31.679]	Under the vapour in the fetid air
[18:34.327]	Struggling with the devil of the stairs who wears
[18:38.267]	The deceitul face of hope and of despair.
[18:42.215]
[18:43.261]	At the second turning of the second stair
[18:46.877]	I left them twisting, turning below
[18:50.219]	There were no more faces and the stair was dark,
[18:54.093]	Damp, jagge d, like an old man' s mouth drivelling, beyond repair,
[19:00.422]	Or the toothed gullet of an age d shark.
[19:03.849]
[19:04.618]	At the first turning of the third stair
[19:08.561]	Was a slotted window bellied like the figs' s fruit
[19:12.361]	And beyond the hawthorn blossom and a pasture scene
[19:17.240]	The broadbacked figure drest in blue and green
[19:21.437]	Enchanted the maytime with an antique flute.
[19:24.906]	Blown hair is sweet, brown hair over the mouth blown,
[19:30.314]	Lilac and brown hair
[19:33.318]	Distraction, music of the flute, stops and steps of the mind over the third stair,
[19:41.344]	Fading, fading strength beyond hope and despair
[19:47.827]	Climbing the third stair.
[19:50.763]
[19:52.820]	Lord, I am not worthy
[19:54.991]	Lord, I am not worthy
[19:58.553]
[19:59.270]	but speak the word only.
[20:02.686]	IV
[20:04.559]	Who walked between the violet and the violet
[20:08.322]	Whe walked between
[20:10.496]	The various ranks of varied green
[20:12.610]	Going in white and blue, in Mary' s colour,
[20:15.895]	Talking of trivial things
[20:17.662]	In ignorance and knowledge of eternal dolour
[20:21.650]	Who moved among the others as they walked,
[20:25.100]	Who then made strong the fountains and made fresh the springs
[20:29.629]
[20:30.588]	Made cool the dry rock and made firm the sand
[20:34.036]	In blue of larkspur, blue of Mary' s colour,
[20:38.686]	Sovegna vos
[20:41.762]
[20:43.299]	Here are the years that walk between, bearing
[20:46.959]	Away the fiddles and the flutes, restoring
[20:50.446]	One who moves in the time between sleep and waking, wearing
[20:55.340]
[20:56.097]	White light folded, sheathing about her, folded.
[20:59.991]	The new years walk, restoring
[21:03.698]	Through a bright cloud of tears, the years, restoring
[21:08.792]	With a new verse the ancient rhyme. Redeem
[21:13.356]	The time. Redeem
[21:15.922]	The unread vision in the higher dream
[21:19.007]	While jewelled unicorns draw by the gilded hearse.
[21:24.078]
[21:25.282]	The silent sister veiled in white and blue
[21:29.903]	Between the yews, behind the garden god,
[21:33.259]	Whose flute is breathless, bent her head and signed but spoke no word
[21:41.483]
[21:42.445]	But the fountain sprang up and the bird sang down
[21:46.523]	Redeem the time, redeem the dream
[21:49.759]	The token of the word unheard, unspoken
[21:54.374]
[21:55.646]	Till the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yew
[22:00.817]
[22:01.882]	And after this our exile
[22:06.298]
[22:07.433]	V
[22:08.420]	If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent
[22:13.482]	If the unheard, unspoken
[22:15.903]	Word is unspoken, unheard
[22:19.073]	Still is the unspoken word, the Word unheard,
[22:24.485]	The Word without a word, the Word within
[22:28.500]	The world and for the world
[22:30.936]	And the light shone in darkness and
[22:34.111]	Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
[22:40.756]	About the centre of the silent Word.
[22:44.218]
[22:45.726]	O my people, what have I done unto thee.
[22:49.939]
[22:50.688]	Where shall the word be found, where will the word
[22:54.568]	Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence
[23:00.023]	Not on the sea or on the islands, not
[23:03.972]	On the mainland, in the desert or the rain land,
[23:07.296]	For those who walk in darkness
[23:10.079]	Both in the day time and in the night time
[23:13.217]	The right time and the right place are not here
[23:17.182]	No place of grace for those who avoid the face
[23:22.284]	No time to rejoice for those who walk among noise and deny the voice
[23:30.479]
[23:30.923]	Will the veiled sister pray for
[23:34.413]	Those who walk in darkness, who chose thee and oppose thee,
[23:40.577]	Those who are torn on the horn between season and season, time and time, between
[23:48.355]	Hour and hour, word and word, power and power, those who wait
[23:55.809]	In darkness? Will the veiled sister pray
[24:01.347]	For children at the gate
[24:03.258]	Who will not go away and cannot pray:
[24:06.372]	Pray for those who chose and oppose
[24:11.951]
[24:12.974]	O my people, what have I done unto thee.
[24:17.820]
[24:18.952]	Will the veiled sister between the slender
[24:22.557]	Yew trees pray for those who offend her
[24:25.948]	And are terrified and cannot surrender
[24:29.402]	And affirm before the world and deny between the rocks
[24:34.201]	In the last desert before the last blue rocks
[24:38.563]	The desert in the garden the garden in the desert
[24:42.387]	Of drouth, spitting from the mouth the withered appleseed.
[24:48.297]
[24:49.476]	O my people.
[24:52.122]	VI
[24:53.391]	Although I do not hope to turn again
[24:57.457]	Although I do not hope
[24:59.699]	Although I do not hope to turn
[25:01.930]
[25:02.591]	Wavering between the profit and the loss
[25:05.215]	In this brief transit where the dreams cross
[25:08.447]	The dreamcrossed twilight between birth and dying
[25:12.820]	Bless me father though I do not wish to wish these things
[25:18.817]	From the wide window towards the granite shore
[25:22.661]	The white sails still fly seaward, seaward flying
[25:27.567]	Unbroken wings
[25:29.337]
[25:30.095]	And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices
[25:33.394]	In the lost lilac and the lost sea voices
[25:36.818]	And the weak spirit quickens to rebel
[25:40.252]	For the bent goldenrod and the lost sea smell
[25:44.106]	Quickens to recover
[25:46.266]	The cry of quail and the whirling plover
[25:49.822]	And the blind eye creates
[25:53.015]	The empty forms between the ivory gates
[25:56.397]	And smell renews the salt savour of the sandy earth
[26:02.531]
[26:03.960]	This is the time of tension between dying and birth
[26:09.680]	The place of solitude where three dreams cross
[26:14.435]	Between blue rocks
[26:16.458]	But when the voices shaken from the yewtree drift away
[26:21.455]	Let the other yew be shaken and reply.
[26:25.409]
[26:26.740]	Blesse d sister, holy mother, spirit of the fountain, spirit of the garden,
[26:34.516]	Suffer us not to mock ourselves with falsehood
[26:38.486]	Teach us to care and not to care
[26:42.042]	Teach us to sit still
[26:44.731]	Even among these rocks,
[26:47.121]	Our peace in His will
[26:50.491]	And even among these rocks
[26:54.231]	Sister, mother
[26:55.956]	And spirit of the river, spirit of the sea,
[27:00.453]	Suffer me not to be separated
[27:03.969]
[27:05.055]	And let my cry come unto Thee.

[00:00.000]	zuò qǔ : T. S. Eliot
[00:01.329]	The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
[00:05.529]
[00:07.130]	Let us go then, you and I,
[00:09.044]	When the evening is spread out against the sky
[00:12.233]	Like a patient etherized upon a table
[00:15.128]	Let us go, through certain halfdeserted streets,
[00:18.238]	The muttering retreats
[00:19.418]	Of restless nights in onenight cheap hotels
[00:22.567]	And sawdust restaurants with oystershells:
[00:25.579]	Streets that follow like a tedious argument
[00:28.850]	Of insidious intent
[00:30.562]	To lead you to an overwhelming question ...
[00:33.428]	Oh, do not ask, " What is it?"
[00:35.781]	Let us go and make our visit.
[00:39.101]
[00:40.201]	In the room the women come and go
[00:43.389]	Talking of Michelangelo.
[00:45.405]
[00:46.647]	The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the windowpanes,
[00:50.492]	The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the windowpanes,
[00:54.327]	Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
[00:57.576]	Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
[01:01.174]	Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
[01:05.427]	Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
[01:08.920]	And seeing that it was a soft October night,
[01:12.259]	Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
[01:16.605]
[01:17.872]	And indeed there will be time
[01:20.147]	For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
[01:23.781]	Rubbing its back upon the windowpanes
[01:26.178]	There will be time, there will be time
[01:29.441]	To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
[01:32.616]	There will be time to murder and create,
[01:36.498]	And time for all the works and days of hands
[01:39.660]	That lift and drop a question on your plate
[01:42.927]	Time for you and time for me,
[01:45.555]	And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
[01:48.558]	And for a hundred visions and revisions,
[01:51.906]	Before the taking of a toast and tea.
[01:54.962]
[01:56.204]	In the room the women come and go
[01:59.722]	Talking of Michelangelo.
[02:02.138]
[02:03.092]	And indeed there will be time
[02:04.811]	To wonder, " Do I dare?" and, " Do I dare?"
[02:10.806]	Time to turn back and descend the stair,
[02:13.399]	With a bald spot in the middle of my hair
[02:16.998]	They will say: " How his hair is growing thin!"
[02:21.343]	My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
[02:25.629]	My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin
[02:30.093]	They will say: " But how his arms and legs are thin!"
[02:35.721]	Do I dare
[02:38.109]	Disturb the universe?
[02:40.213]	In a minute there is time
[02:42.380]	For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
[02:46.658]
[02:47.631]	For I have known them all already, known them all:
[02:52.097]	Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
[02:55.628]	I have measured out my life with coffee spoons
[02:59.548]	I know the voices dying with a dying fall
[03:03.695]	Beneath the music from a farther room.
[03:06.499]	So how should I presume?
[03:10.017]	And I have known the eyes already, known them all
[03:13.325]	The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
[03:16.147]	And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
[03:20.947]	When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
[03:23.597]	Then how should I begin
[03:25.934]	To spit out all the buttends of my days and ways?
[03:29.673]	And how should I presume?
[03:32.626]
[03:33.484]	And I have known the arms already, known them all
[03:37.487]	Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
[03:41.150]	But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!
[03:45.445]	Is it perfume from a dress
[03:48.596]	That makes me so digress?
[03:50.531]	Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
[03:55.955]	And should I then presume?
[03:59.140]	And how should I begin?
[04:01.823]
[04:02.530]	Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
[04:07.440]	And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
[04:10.749]	Of lonely men in shirtsleeves, leaning out of windows? ...
[04:14.428]
[04:15.473]	I should have been a pair of ragged claws
[04:19.576]	Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
[04:23.294]
[04:24.430]	And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
[04:30.307]	Smoothed by long fingers,
[04:32.741]	Asleep ... tired ... or it malingers,
[04:37.766]	Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
[04:41.290]	Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
[04:45.606]	Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
[04:49.271]	But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
[04:53.565]	Though I have seen my head grown slightly bald brought in upon a platter,
[05:00.454]	I am no prophet and here' s no great matter
[05:04.650]	I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
[05:08.775]	And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
[05:15.311]	And in short, I was afraid.
[05:19.694]
[05:21.046]	And would it have been worth it, after all,
[05:23.765]	After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
[05:26.680]	Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
[05:30.493]	Would it have been worth while,
[05:32.892]	To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
[05:35.194]	To have squeezed the universe into a ball
[05:38.470]	To roll it towards some overwhelming question,
[05:41.530]	To say: " I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
[05:45.707]	Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all"
[05:49.955]	If one, settling a pillow by her head
[05:52.969]	Should say: " That is not what I meant at all
[05:57.470]	That is not it, at all."
[05:59.639]
[06:00.437]	And would it have been worth it, after all,
[06:03.675]	Would it have been worth while,
[06:05.570]	After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
[06:09.975]	After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor
[06:16.233]	And this, and so much more?
[06:19.035]	It is impossible to say just what I mean!
[06:22.114]	But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
[06:26.351]	Would it have been worth while
[06:28.826]	If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
[06:32.603]	And turning toward the window, should say:
[06:35.640]	" That is not it at all,
[06:38.205]	That is not what I meant, at all."
[06:42.162]
[06:43.069]	No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be
[06:47.671]	Am an attendant lord, one that will do
[06:51.376]	To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
[06:54.142]	Advise the prince no doubt, an easy tool,
[06:57.304]	Deferential, glad to be of use,
[07:00.041]	Politic, cautious, and meticulous
[07:02.983]	Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse
[07:06.491]	At times, indeed, almost ridiculous
[07:10.620]	Almost, at times, the Fool.
[07:14.825]
[07:17.015]	I grow old ... I grow old ...
[07:20.514]	I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
[07:23.870]
[07:24.378]	Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
[07:29.290]	I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
[07:34.462]	I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
[07:39.929]
[07:40.513]	I do not think that they will sing to me.
[07:42.641]
[07:43.611]	I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
[07:46.721]	Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
[07:49.982]	When the wind blows the water white and black.
[07:52.893]	We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
[07:57.388]	By seagirls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
[08:01.615]	Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
[08:11.414]
[08:19.788]	The Hollow Men
[08:21.751]
[08:22.427]	A penny for the Old Guy
[08:24.003]
[08:25.311]	I
[08:26.097]
[08:26.639]	We are the hollow men
[08:28.645]	We are the stuffed men
[08:30.725]	Leaning together
[08:32.179]	Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
[08:35.989]	Our dried voices, when
[08:38.135]	We whisper together
[08:39.695]	Are quiet and meaningless
[08:41.951]	As wind in dry grass
[08:43.844]	Or rats' feet over broken glass
[08:46.784]	In our dry cellar
[08:49.210]
[08:49.808]	Shape without form, shade without colour,
[08:54.323]	Paralysed force, gesture without motion
[08:58.699]
[08:59.564]	Those who have crossed
[09:01.916]	With direct eyes, to death' s other Kingdom
[09:05.364]	Remember usif at allnot as lost
[09:09.839]	Violent souls, but only
[09:12.549]	As the hollow men
[09:14.935]	The stuffed men.
[09:16.438]
[09:17.690]	II
[09:18.095]	Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
[09:20.302]	In death' s dream kingdom
[09:23.254]	These do not appear:
[09:24.967]	There, the eyes are
[09:27.318]	Sunlight on a broken column
[09:29.832]	There, is a tree swinging
[09:33.103]	And voices are
[09:34.829]	In the wind' s singing
[09:36.702]	More distant and more solemn
[09:39.499]	Than a fading star.
[09:41.291]
[09:42.125]	Let me be no nearer
[09:44.778]	In death' s dream kingdom
[09:47.216]	Let me also wear
[09:49.153]	Such deliberate disguises
[09:50.851]	Rat' s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
[09:54.247]	In a field
[09:55.857]	Behaving as the wind behaves
[09:59.013]	No nearer
[10:01.156]
[10:02.123]	Not that final meeting
[10:04.901]	In the twilight kingdom
[10:07.197]
[10:07.825]	III
[10:09.200]	This is the dead land
[10:11.898]	This is cactus land
[10:13.848]	Here the stone images
[10:15.850]	Are raised, here they receive
[10:18.927]	The supplication of a dead man' s hand
[10:21.389]	Under the twinkle of a fading star.
[10:26.276]
[10:26.868]	Is it like this
[10:28.465]	In death' s other kingdom
[10:30.302]	Waking alone
[10:31.824]	At the hour when we are
[10:33.929]	Trembling with tenderness
[10:35.866]	Lips that would kiss
[10:38.651]	Form prayers to broken stone.
[10:43.120]
[10:43.702]	IV
[10:44.821]	The eyes are not here
[10:46.887]	There are no eyes here
[10:48.914]	In this valley of dying stars
[10:51.432]	In this hollow valley
[10:53.907]	This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms
[10:57.360]
[10:58.066]	In this last of meeting places
[11:01.867]	We grope together
[11:03.518]	And avoid speech
[11:05.245]	Gathered on this beach of the tumid river
[11:08.919]
[11:09.526]	Sightless, unless
[11:11.706]	The eyes reappear
[11:13.564]	As the perpetual star
[11:15.798]	Multifoliate rose
[11:17.945]	Of death' s twilight kingdom
[11:20.805]	The hope only
[11:23.716]	Of empty men.
[11:25.840]
[11:27.091]	V
[11:28.446]	Here we go round the prickly pear
[11:29.965]	Prickly pear prickly pear
[11:31.692]	Here we go round the prickly pear
[11:34.003]	At five o' clock in the morning.
[11:35.739]
[11:36.442]	Between the idea
[11:38.266]	And the reality
[11:40.134]	Between the motion
[11:41.796]	And the act
[11:43.187]	Falls the Shadow
[11:46.139]	For Thine is the Kingdom
[11:48.593]
[11:49.069]	Between the conception
[11:50.812]	And the creation
[11:52.390]	Between the emotion
[11:53.976]	And the response
[11:55.739]	Falls the Shadow
[11:59.859]	Life is very long
[12:02.137]
[12:03.311]	Between the desire
[12:04.689]	And the spasm
[12:06.242]	Between the potency
[12:07.951]	And the existence
[12:09.707]	Between the essence
[12:11.669]	And the descent
[12:13.498]	Falls the Shadow
[12:17.004]	For Thine is the Kingdom
[12:18.831]
[12:20.047]	For Thine is
[12:23.928]	Life is
[12:26.904]	For Thine is the
[12:29.567]
[12:30.478]	This is the way the world ends
[12:32.507]	This is the way the world ends
[12:34.397]	This is the way the world ends
[12:36.411]	Not with a bang but a whimper.
[12:40.032]
[12:47.293]	Ash Wednesday
[12:48.630]
[12:49.644]	I
[12:50.781]
[12:50.938]	Because I do not hope to turn again
[12:53.318]	Because I do not hope
[12:55.371]	Because I do not hope to turn
[12:57.499]	Desiring this man' s gift and that man' s scope
[13:00.790]	I no longer strive to strive towards such things
[13:05.014]	Why should the agè d eagle stretch its wings?
[13:08.706]	Why should I mourn
[13:10.923]	The vanished power of the usual reign?
[13:13.887]
[13:14.885]	Because I do not hope to know
[13:17.651]	The infirm glory of the positive hour
[13:20.724]	Because I do not think
[13:23.116]	Because I know I shall not know
[13:25.703]	The one veritable transitory power
[13:28.843]	Because I cannot drink
[13:31.300]	There, where trees flower, and springs flow, for there is nothing again
[13:39.252]
[13:39.829]	Because I know that time is always time
[13:43.622]	And place is always and only place
[13:46.862]	And what is actual is actual only for one time
[13:50.954]	And only for one place
[13:53.086]	I rejoice that things are as they are and
[13:56.921]	I renounce the blessè d face
[13:59.543]	And renounce the voice
[14:01.655]	Because I cannot hope to turn again
[14:05.070]	Consequently I rejoice, having to construct something
[14:10.725]	Upon which to rejoice
[14:12.787]
[14:13.516]	And pray to God to have mercy upon us
[14:17.369]	And pray that I may forget
[14:20.473]	These matters that with myself I too much discuss
[14:24.662]	Too much explain
[14:26.389]	Because I do not hope to turn again
[14:30.392]	Let these words answer
[14:32.775]	For what is done, not to be done again
[14:36.282]	May the judgement not be too heavy upon us
[14:40.685]
[14:41.326]	Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
[14:45.536]	But merely vans to beat the air
[14:48.602]	The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
[14:52.761]	Smaller and dryer than the will
[14:55.692]	Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still.
[15:02.993]
[15:03.958]	Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death
[15:08.895]	Pray for us now and at the hour of our death.
[15:13.856]	II
[15:15.983]	Lady, three white leopards sat under a junipertree
[15:20.911]	In the cool of the day, having fed to sateity
[15:24.200]	On my legs my heart my liver and that which had been contained
[15:28.305]	In the hollow round of my skull. And God said
[15:32.169]	Shall these bones live? shall these
[15:36.496]	Bones live? And that which had been contained
[15:40.036]	In the bones which were already dry said chirping:
[15:44.446]	Because of the goodness of this Lady
[15:47.594]	And because of her loveliness, and because
[15:50.944]	She honours the Virgin in meditation,
[15:53.335]	We shine with brightness. And I who am here dissembled
[15:58.857]	Proffer my deeds to oblivion, and my love
[16:03.417]	To the posterity of the desert and the fruit of the gourd.
[16:06.833]	It is this which recovers
[16:09.311]	My guts the strings of my eyes and the indigestible portions
[16:13.951]	Which the leopards reject. The Lady is withdrawn
[16:19.041]	In a white gown, to contemplation, in a white gown.
[16:24.399]	Let the whiteness of bones atone to forgetfulness.
[16:29.318]	There is no life in them. As I am forgotten
[16:34.517]	And would be forgotten, so I would forget
[16:38.525]	Thus devoted, concentrated in purpose. And God said
[16:44.892]	Prophesy to the wind, to the wind only for only
[16:49.547]	The wind will listen. And the bones sang chirping
[16:54.654]	With the burden of the grasshopper, saying
[16:57.504]
[16:58.892]	Lady of silences
[17:00.821]	Calm and distressed
[17:02.581]	Torn and most whole
[17:04.433]	Rose of memory
[17:06.209]	Rose of forgetfulness
[17:07.702]	Exhausted and lifegiving
[17:09.846]	Worried reposeful
[17:11.634]	The single Rose
[17:13.469]	Is now the Garden
[17:15.152]	Where all loves end
[17:16.882]	Terminate torment
[17:18.916]	Of love unsatisfied
[17:20.875]	The greater torment
[17:22.650]	Of love satisfied
[17:24.672]	End of the endless
[17:27.024]	Journey to no end
[17:28.853]	Conclusion of all that
[17:30.605]	Is inconclusible
[17:32.290]	Speech without word and
[17:34.738]	Word of no speech
[17:36.847]	Grace to the Mother
[17:39.116]	For the Garden
[17:41.060]	Where all love ends.
[17:43.559]
[17:45.170]	Under a junipertree the bones sang, scattered and shining
[17:51.278]	We are glad to be scattered, we did little good to each other,
[17:55.392]	Under a tree in the cool of day, with the blessing of sand,
[17:59.890]	Forgetting themselves and each other, united
[18:03.472]	In the quiet of the desert. This is the land which ye
[18:08.656]	Shall divide by lot. And neither division nor unity
[18:12.872]	Matters. This is the land. We have our inheritance.
[18:19.422]
[18:20.340]	III
[18:23.843]	At the first turning of the second stair
[18:26.753]	I turned and saw below
[18:28.797]	The same shape twisted on the banister
[18:31.679]	Under the vapour in the fetid air
[18:34.327]	Struggling with the devil of the stairs who wears
[18:38.267]	The deceitul face of hope and of despair.
[18:42.215]
[18:43.261]	At the second turning of the second stair
[18:46.877]	I left them twisting, turning below
[18:50.219]	There were no more faces and the stair was dark,
[18:54.093]	Damp, jaggè d, like an old man' s mouth drivelling, beyond repair,
[19:00.422]	Or the toothed gullet of an agè d shark.
[19:03.849]
[19:04.618]	At the first turning of the third stair
[19:08.561]	Was a slotted window bellied like the figs' s fruit
[19:12.361]	And beyond the hawthorn blossom and a pasture scene
[19:17.240]	The broadbacked figure drest in blue and green
[19:21.437]	Enchanted the maytime with an antique flute.
[19:24.906]	Blown hair is sweet, brown hair over the mouth blown,
[19:30.314]	Lilac and brown hair
[19:33.318]	Distraction, music of the flute, stops and steps of the mind over the third stair,
[19:41.344]	Fading, fading strength beyond hope and despair
[19:47.827]	Climbing the third stair.
[19:50.763]
[19:52.820]	Lord, I am not worthy
[19:54.991]	Lord, I am not worthy
[19:58.553]
[19:59.270]	but speak the word only.
[20:02.686]	IV
[20:04.559]	Who walked between the violet and the violet
[20:08.322]	Whe walked between
[20:10.496]	The various ranks of varied green
[20:12.610]	Going in white and blue, in Mary' s colour,
[20:15.895]	Talking of trivial things
[20:17.662]	In ignorance and knowledge of eternal dolour
[20:21.650]	Who moved among the others as they walked,
[20:25.100]	Who then made strong the fountains and made fresh the springs
[20:29.629]
[20:30.588]	Made cool the dry rock and made firm the sand
[20:34.036]	In blue of larkspur, blue of Mary' s colour,
[20:38.686]	Sovegna vos
[20:41.762]
[20:43.299]	Here are the years that walk between, bearing
[20:46.959]	Away the fiddles and the flutes, restoring
[20:50.446]	One who moves in the time between sleep and waking, wearing
[20:55.340]
[20:56.097]	White light folded, sheathing about her, folded.
[20:59.991]	The new years walk, restoring
[21:03.698]	Through a bright cloud of tears, the years, restoring
[21:08.792]	With a new verse the ancient rhyme. Redeem
[21:13.356]	The time. Redeem
[21:15.922]	The unread vision in the higher dream
[21:19.007]	While jewelled unicorns draw by the gilded hearse.
[21:24.078]
[21:25.282]	The silent sister veiled in white and blue
[21:29.903]	Between the yews, behind the garden god,
[21:33.259]	Whose flute is breathless, bent her head and signed but spoke no word
[21:41.483]
[21:42.445]	But the fountain sprang up and the bird sang down
[21:46.523]	Redeem the time, redeem the dream
[21:49.759]	The token of the word unheard, unspoken
[21:54.374]
[21:55.646]	Till the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yew
[22:00.817]
[22:01.882]	And after this our exile
[22:06.298]
[22:07.433]	V
[22:08.420]	If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent
[22:13.482]	If the unheard, unspoken
[22:15.903]	Word is unspoken, unheard
[22:19.073]	Still is the unspoken word, the Word unheard,
[22:24.485]	The Word without a word, the Word within
[22:28.500]	The world and for the world
[22:30.936]	And the light shone in darkness and
[22:34.111]	Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
[22:40.756]	About the centre of the silent Word.
[22:44.218]
[22:45.726]	O my people, what have I done unto thee.
[22:49.939]
[22:50.688]	Where shall the word be found, where will the word
[22:54.568]	Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence
[23:00.023]	Not on the sea or on the islands, not
[23:03.972]	On the mainland, in the desert or the rain land,
[23:07.296]	For those who walk in darkness
[23:10.079]	Both in the day time and in the night time
[23:13.217]	The right time and the right place are not here
[23:17.182]	No place of grace for those who avoid the face
[23:22.284]	No time to rejoice for those who walk among noise and deny the voice
[23:30.479]
[23:30.923]	Will the veiled sister pray for
[23:34.413]	Those who walk in darkness, who chose thee and oppose thee,
[23:40.577]	Those who are torn on the horn between season and season, time and time, between
[23:48.355]	Hour and hour, word and word, power and power, those who wait
[23:55.809]	In darkness? Will the veiled sister pray
[24:01.347]	For children at the gate
[24:03.258]	Who will not go away and cannot pray:
[24:06.372]	Pray for those who chose and oppose
[24:11.951]
[24:12.974]	O my people, what have I done unto thee.
[24:17.820]
[24:18.952]	Will the veiled sister between the slender
[24:22.557]	Yew trees pray for those who offend her
[24:25.948]	And are terrified and cannot surrender
[24:29.402]	And affirm before the world and deny between the rocks
[24:34.201]	In the last desert before the last blue rocks
[24:38.563]	The desert in the garden the garden in the desert
[24:42.387]	Of drouth, spitting from the mouth the withered appleseed.
[24:48.297]
[24:49.476]	O my people.
[24:52.122]	VI
[24:53.391]	Although I do not hope to turn again
[24:57.457]	Although I do not hope
[24:59.699]	Although I do not hope to turn
[25:01.930]
[25:02.591]	Wavering between the profit and the loss
[25:05.215]	In this brief transit where the dreams cross
[25:08.447]	The dreamcrossed twilight between birth and dying
[25:12.820]	Bless me father though I do not wish to wish these things
[25:18.817]	From the wide window towards the granite shore
[25:22.661]	The white sails still fly seaward, seaward flying
[25:27.567]	Unbroken wings
[25:29.337]
[25:30.095]	And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices
[25:33.394]	In the lost lilac and the lost sea voices
[25:36.818]	And the weak spirit quickens to rebel
[25:40.252]	For the bent goldenrod and the lost sea smell
[25:44.106]	Quickens to recover
[25:46.266]	The cry of quail and the whirling plover
[25:49.822]	And the blind eye creates
[25:53.015]	The empty forms between the ivory gates
[25:56.397]	And smell renews the salt savour of the sandy earth
[26:02.531]
[26:03.960]	This is the time of tension between dying and birth
[26:09.680]	The place of solitude where three dreams cross
[26:14.435]	Between blue rocks
[26:16.458]	But when the voices shaken from the yewtree drift away
[26:21.455]	Let the other yew be shaken and reply.
[26:25.409]
[26:26.740]	Blessè d sister, holy mother, spirit of the fountain, spirit of the garden,
[26:34.516]	Suffer us not to mock ourselves with falsehood
[26:38.486]	Teach us to care and not to care
[26:42.042]	Teach us to sit still
[26:44.731]	Even among these rocks,
[26:47.121]	Our peace in His will
[26:50.491]	And even among these rocks
[26:54.231]	Sister, mother
[26:55.956]	And spirit of the river, spirit of the sea,
[27:00.453]	Suffer me not to be separated
[27:03.969]
[27:05.055]	And let my cry come unto Thee.

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