Wednesday, October 08, 2003
got to memorize this for class, so just using this as practice ground. it's the first half of the first stanza of t.s. eliot's the waste land...
April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with the spring rain
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgotten snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain, we stopped in the colonnade
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour
it launches into german after that...which obviously i don't understand, going to make it hard to memorize...but i'll work on it. prepare to hear more of t.s. eliot!
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April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with the spring rain
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgotten snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain, we stopped in the colonnade
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour
it launches into german after that...which obviously i don't understand, going to make it hard to memorize...but i'll work on it. prepare to hear more of t.s. eliot!
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