Thomas Stearns Eliot

(1888-1965 / Missouri / United States)

Thomas Stearns Eliot Poems

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41. The Rum Tum Tugger 1/13/2003
42. Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton 1/13/2003
43. Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat 1/1/2004
44. The Song Of The Jellicles 1/13/2003
45. Growltiger's Last Stand 1/3/2003
46. Gerontion 5/17/2001
47. Bustopher Jones: The Cat About Town 1/13/2003
48. Eyes That Last I Saw In Tears 1/3/2003
49. The Old Gumbie Cat 1/13/2003
50. The Naming Of Cats 1/13/2003
51. The Hollow Men 1/3/2003
52. Macavity: The Mystery Cat 12/31/2002
53. A Cooking Egg 12/31/2002
54. The Waste Land 1/13/2003
55. The Love Song Of J Alfred Prufrock 1/3/2003
56. Ash Wednesday 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Thomas Stearns Eliot

Ash Wednesday


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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