1. English Literature in the Twentieth century
... a voiceless ghost; Whither, O whither will its whim now draw me? Up the cliff, down, till I'm lonely, lost, And the unseen waters' ejaculations awe me. Where you will next be there's no knowing, Facing round about me everywhere, With your nut-coloured hair, And gray eyes, and rose-flush coming and going. The poem as a whole displays a number of different styles: archaisms and poeticisms ( ... tedious argument Of insidious intent To lead you to an overwhelming question... Oh, do not ask, 'What is it?' Let us go and make our visit. Both Eliot and Yeats used fragments from earlier cul...
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