Thomas Stearns Eliot

(1888-1965 / Missouri / United States)

Thomas Stearns Eliot Poems

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1. A Cooking Egg 12/31/2002
2. Ash Wednesday 1/13/2003
3. Aunt Helen 5/17/2001
4. Burbank With A Baedeker: Bleistein With A Cigar 12/31/2002
5. Burnt Norton 1/3/2003
6. Bustopher Jones: The Cat About Town 1/13/2003
7. Conversation Galante 5/17/2001
8. Cousin Nancy 5/17/2001
9. Dans Le Restaurant 5/17/2001
10. East Coker 1/3/2003
11. Eyes That Last I Saw In Tears 1/3/2003
12. Four Quartets 5/17/2001
13. Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton 1/13/2003
14. Four Quartets 2: East Coker 1/13/2003
15. Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages 1/13/2003
16. Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding 1/13/2003
17. Gerontion 5/17/2001
18. Growltiger's Last Stand 1/3/2003
19. Gus: The Theatre Cat 1/3/2003
20. Hysteria 5/17/2001
21. Hysteria 1/3/2003
22. Journey Of The Magi 1/13/2003
23. La Figlia Che Piange (The Weeping Girl) 1/1/2004
24. Le Directeur 5/17/2001
25. Little Gidding 1/3/2003
26. Lune De Miel 5/17/2001
27. Macavity: The Mystery Cat 12/31/2002
28. Mélange Adultère De Tout 1/3/2003
29. Morning At The Window 5/17/2001
30. Mr. Apollinax 1/3/2003
31. Mr. Eliot's Sunday Morning Service 1/3/2003
32. Mr. Mistoffelees 1/13/2003
33. Mungojerrie And Rumpelteazer 1/13/2003
34. Old Deuteronomy 1/13/2003
35. Portrait Of A Lady 1/3/2003
36. Preludes 5/17/2001
37. Rhapsody On A Windy Night 5/17/2001
38. Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat 1/1/2004
39. Spleen 1/3/2003
40. Sweeney Among The Nightingales 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Thomas Stearns Eliot

Ash Wednesday

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Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
Desiring this man's gift and that man's scope
I no longer strive to strive towards such things
(Why should the agèd eagle stretch its wings?)
Why should I mourn
The vanished power of the usual reign?

Because I do not hope to know
The infirm glory of the positive hour
Because I do not think
Because I know I shall not know
The one veritable transitory power
Because I cannot drink
There, where trees flower, and springs flow, for there is nothing ...

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The Old Gumbie Cat

I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots;
Her coat is of the tabby kind, with tiger stripes and leopard spots.
All day she sits upon the stair or on the steps or on the mat;
She sits and sits and sits and sits--and that's what makes a Gumbie Cat!

But when the day's hustle and bustle is done,
Then the Gumbie Cat's work is but hardly begun.
And when all the family's in bed and asleep,
She tucks up her skirts to the basement to creep.

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