BECAUSE I DO NOT HOPE TO TURN AGAIN
Till the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yew
And after this our exile
ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum. benedicta tu in mulieribus, et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc, et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen.
based poem
superior to waste land I M O
>>8487124
agreed
eliot considered the last part of four quartets to be his best though
>>8487153
That's what makes Eliot so great, there are three distinct phases his poetry went through. Prufrock/waste land/hollow men, ash Wednesday/Ariel poems and the four quartets. Like an inferno, purgitorio and paradisio (which is great because Eliot loved Dante).
Of course Eliot said the last thing he wrote was the best because his poetry changed with him.
>>8486311
>Till the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yew
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IMMA POST THIS ON r/pol
>>8487260
>i also think it does well to draw a parallel to beethoven's early/middle/late periods considering the inspiration behind four quartets
I've never thought of that before, but I agree. Eliot has a lot of music in his poetry.
>>8487084
>hora
Oförskämt.
>>8487252
Does anyone know of other poets whose work visibly changed through out their life?
>>8487492
yeats is a big one.
john donne as well (especially similar in the conversion to anglican faith and poems taking a decidedly more religious tone)
>>8487492
Quite a few of them. Wordsworth was the only Romantic after Blake to see 40, and his later work and conservative/Christian tone (and fucking rewriting of his earlier poems) is sad.
>>8487519
Didn't Bloom say that all the good Wordsworth poems were written within a decade and after that there were 800 or 900 pagea worth of drivel?
>>8487527
And I think Tennyson wrote a poem bashing Wordsworth for betraying his romantic roots.
>>8487527
He did, and I agree that fucking Coleridge ruined Wordsworth's life with his insistence on their giant doomed philosophical poetic masterwork (to be called The Recluse). He was revising that thing's fucking Prelude until his deathbed. It has some brilliant passages and neat autobiographical sections, though.