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T.S. Eliot
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
The river’s tent is broken . . .
The nymphs are departed.
Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long.
But at my back in a cold blast I hear
The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear.
Eliot, The Waste Land, ll.
183-6
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
A rat crept softly through the vegetation
Dragging its slimy belly on the bank
While I was fishing in the dull canal
On a winter evening round behind the
gashouse
Musing upon the king my brother’s wreck
And on the king my father’s death before
him.
White bodies naked on the low damp
ground
And bones cast in a little low dry garret,
Rattled by the rat’s foot only, year to year.
But at my back from time to time I hear
The sound of horns and motors, which will
bring
Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring.
Eliot, The Waste Land, ll.
187-98
Odysseus questioning Tiresias
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
At the violet hour, when the eyes and back
Turn upward from the desk, when the human
engine waits
Like a taxi throbbing waiting,
I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two
lives,
Old man with wrinkled female breasts, can see
At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives
Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea,
The typist home at teatime, clears her breakfast,
lights
Her stove, and lays out food in tins.
Eliot, The Waste Land, ll. 215-23
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
The time is now propitious, as he
guesses;
The meal is ended, she is bored
and tired.
Endeavors to engage her in
caresses
Which still are unreproved, if
undesired.
Flushed and decided, he assaults
at once;
Exploring hands encounter no
defense.;
His vanity requires no response,
And makes a welcome of
indifference.
(And I Tiresias have foresuffered
all
Enacted on this same divan or
bed;
I who have sat by Thebes below
the wall
And walked among the lowest of
the dead.)
Bestows one final patronizing
kiss,
And gropes his way, finding the
stairs unlit.
Eliot, The Waste Land, ll. 235-48
ROMEO If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
JULIET Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
ROMEO Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
JULIET Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
ROMEO O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
JULIET Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.
ROMEO Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, I. v. 95-12
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
“Greenwich Reach,” Roy Hammond
Isle of Dogs
The barges wash
Drifting logs
Down Greenwich reach
Past the Isle of Dogs.
Weialala leia
Weialala leia
Eliot, The Waste Land, ll.
273-8
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
“Storm on Margate Sands,” J. M. W. Turner (1820)
‘On Margate Sands.
I can connect
Nothing with nothing.
The broken fingernails of
dirty hands.
My people humble people
who expect
Nothing.’
la laEliot, The Waste Land, ll.
300-6
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
The Buddha gave a sermon on fire to Uruvela Kassapa, Nadi Kassapa, Gaya Kassapa, as well as their 1000 disciples, and made them all attain Arahatship.
To Carthage then I came
Burning burning burning
burning
O Lord Thou pluckest me out
O Lord Thou pluckest
burning
Eliot, The Waste Land, ll.
308-11
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
“Phlebas the Phoenician, A Fortnight Dead”Diane Fenster, 2000
A current under sea
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth,
Entering the whirlpoolEliot, The Waste Land, ll. 315-18
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
“Four Scenes from the Passion”follower of Barend van Orley, 1520
After the torchlight red on sweaty
faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The shouting and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant
mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience
Eliot, The Waste Land, ll.
322-30
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
Mt. Sinai
And no rockIf there were rockAnd also waterAnd waterA springA pool among the rockIf there were the sound of water onlyNot the cicada And dry grass singingBut sound of water over a rockWhere the hermit-thrush sings in the pine treesDrip drop drip drop drop drop dropBut there is no water.
Eliot, The Waste Land, ll. 347-59
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
Jerusalem Athens
Vienna
London
Alexandria
Sir Galahad approaching the Chapel Perilous
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
In this decayed hole among the
mountains
In the faint moonlight, the grass is
singing
Over the tumbled graves, about the
chapel
There is the empty chapel, only the
wind's home.
It has no windows, and the door swings,
Dry bones can harm no one.
Only a cock stood on the rooftree
Co co rico co co rico
In a flash of lightning.
Then a damp gust
Bringing rain.
Eliot, the Waste Land,
ll. 385-94
Prajapati
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each” Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
DAThe creator God Prajapati utters this syllable to three groups.
Humans (the greedy ones) interpreted is as “give” (Datta)
Demons (the cruel ones) interpreted it as “be compassionate” (Dayadhvam)
Lesser gods (the unruly ones) interpreted it as “control yourselves” (Damyata)
Hence the three virtues: charity, mercy, control
Eliot, The Waste Land, ll. 401ff
A medieval design of
the Fisher King
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
I sat upon the shore Fishing, with the arid plain behind me Shall I at least set my lands in order?
London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down . . .These fragments I have shored against my ruinsWhy then Ile fit you. Hieronymo’s mad againe.Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Shantih shantih shantihEliot, The Waste Land, ll. 423-6
you broke another mirror, you're turning into something you are not
““Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”Mermaids Singing, Each to Each”
Taittirya
Upanishad