The unheard music hidden in the shrubbery,
And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses
Had the look of flowers that are looked at.
There they were as our guests, accepted and accepting."
BURNT NORTON
(from No. 1 of 'Four Quartets')
by T.S. Eliot
Friday, July 17, 2009
A T.S. Eliot Morning...
"... And the bird called, in response to
The unheard music hidden in the shrubbery,
And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses
Had the look of flowers that are looked at.
There they were as our guests, accepted and accepting."
BURNT NORTON
(from No. 1 of 'Four Quartets')
by T.S. Eliot
The unheard music hidden in the shrubbery,
And the unseen eyebeam crossed, for the roses
Had the look of flowers that are looked at.
There they were as our guests, accepted and accepting."
BURNT NORTON
(from No. 1 of 'Four Quartets')
by T.S. Eliot
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