... and go south in the winter. What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no ... turn humanity's) decline to a trite and lifeless existence. The modern banality of civilisation is further presented as the speaker 'drank coffee, and talked for an hour'. The '[drinking] of coffee' is a menial act, suggesting the inanimate qualities of people in need of stimulus, whilst the indolent ... tedium of &apo...

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