Loading presentation...

Present Remotely

Send the link below via email or IM


Present to your audience

Start remote presentation

  • Invited audience members will follow you as you navigate and present
  • People invited to a presentation do not need a Prezi account
  • This link expires 10 minutes after you close the presentation
  • A maximum of 30 users can follow your presentation
  • Learn more about this feature in our knowledge base article

Do you really want to delete this prezi?

Neither you, nor the coeditors you shared it with will be able to recover it again.


T. S. Eliot and Time

Eliot and Time

Maria Devlin

on 17 May 2010

Comments (0)

Please log in to add your comment.

Report abuse

Transcript of T. S. Eliot and Time

T.S. Eliot and Time East Coker Dry Salvages Burnt Norton Little Gidding Time present and time past are both perhaps present... In my beginning is my end If the street were time and he at the end of the street... And indeed there will be time... Time for you and time for me... In my beginning is my end Villiage in South Somerset, England trampled by insistent feet At four and five and six o'clock Only through time time is conquered St. Louis, Missouri At Harvard University Eliot Arrives in England Eliot in London Coast of Massachusetts Ezra Pound Eliot and Virginia Woolf Conrad Aiken Bertrand Russell P.D. Ouspensky Jacques Maritain St. Thomas Aquinas T.S. Eliot and Valerie Fletcher Let us go then, you and I, when the evening is spread out against the sky... Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon The winter evening settles down...Six o'clock Twelve o'clock. Along the reaches of the street... Here I am, an old man in a dry month April is the cruellest month The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep … tired … or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head [grown slightly bald] brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet—and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid. There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
...And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair...
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse. I grow old...I grow old.... The Waste Land Little Gidding Burnt
Norton St Michael's, East Coker Eliot, T. S. The Waste Land and Other Poems. Ed. Frank Kermode. New York, N.Y., U.S.A.: Penguin, 1998. Print.
Murphy, Russell E. Critical Companion to T.S. Eliot: a Literary Reference to His Life and Work. New York: Facts On File, 2007. Print.
Sharma, Jitendra Kumar. Time and T.S. Eliot: His Poetry, Plays, and Philosophy. New York: Apt, 1985. Print.
Vivienne Haigh-Wood
Full transcript