from the Four Quartets by T. S. Eliot<\/p>\n
V.<\/p>\n
What we call the beginning is often the end
\nAnd to make an end is to make a beginning.
\nThe end is where we start from. And every phrase
\nAnd sentence that is right (where every word is at home,
\nTaking its place to support the others,
\nThe word neither diffident nor ostentatious,
\nAn easy commerce of the old and the new,
\nThe common word exact without vulgarity,
\nThe formal word precise but not pedantic,
\nThe complete consort dancing together)
\nEvery phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,
\nEvery poem an epitaph. And any action
\nIs a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea’s throat
\nOr to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
\nWe die with the dying:
\nSee, they depart, and we go with them.
\nWe are born with the dead:
\nSee, they return, and bring us with them.
\nThe moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree
\nAre of equal duration. A people without history
\nIs not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern
\nOf timeless moments. So, while the light fails
\nOn a winter’s afternoon, in a secluded chapel
\nHistory is now and England.<\/p>\n
With the drawing of this Love and the voice of this
\nCalling<\/p>\n
We shall not cease from exploration
\nAnd the end of all our exploring
\nWill be to arrive where we started
\nAnd know the place for the first time.
\nThrough the unknown, unremembered gate
\nWhen the last of earth left to discover
\nIs that which was the beginning;
\nAt the source of the longest river
\nThe voice of the hidden waterfall
\nAnd the children in the apple-tree
\nNot known, because not looked for
\nBut heard, half-heard, in the stillness
\nBetween two waves of the sea.
\nQuick now, here, now, always\u2014
\nA condition of complete simplicity
\n(Costing not less than everything)
\nAnd all shall be well and
\nAll manner of thing shall be well
\nWhen the tongues of flame are in-folded
\nInto the crowned knot of fire
\nAnd the fire and the rose are one.<\/p>\n
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