The Waste Land

The Waste Land 歌词

歌曲	The Waste Land
歌手	T.S.Eliot
歌手	Robert Speaight
专辑	The Waste Land (And other T.S.Eliot Works)
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[00:00.000]	作曲 : T.S.Eliot
[00:00.0]	The Waste Land
[00:01.98]	I. The Burial of the Dead
[00:05.98]	April is the cruellest month, breeding
[00:09.30]	Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
[00:12.48]	Memory and desire, stirring
[00:15.25]	Dull roots with spring rain.
[00:18.80]	Winter kept us warm, covering
[00:20.93]	Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
[00:23.84]	A little life with dried tubers.
[00:28.15]	Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
[00:30.97]	With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
[00:34.19]	And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,
[00:37.4]	And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
[00:39.93]	Bin gar keine Russin, stamm’ aus Litauen, echt deutsch.
[00:45.55]	And when we were children, staying at the arch-duke’s,
[00:48.39]	My cousin’s, he took me out on a sled,
[00:50.49]	And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
[00:53.57]	Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
[00:58.76]	In the mountains, there you feel free.
[01:02.87]	I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
[01:10.19]	What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
[01:14.2]	Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
[01:17.96]	You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
[01:21.85]	A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
[01:25.66]	And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
[01:30.65]	And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
[01:35.86]	There is shadow under this red rock,
[01:39.53]	(Come in under the shadow of this red rock), （
[01:43.34]	And I will show you something different from either
[01:46.7]	Your shadow at morning striding behind you
[01:50.10]	Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
[01:54.78]	I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
[02:02.64]	Frisch weht der Wind
[02:04.80]	Der Heimat zu
[02:06.93]	Mein Irisch Kind,
[02:09.2]	Wo weilest du?
[02:12.5]	“You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; “
[02:15.96]	“They called me the hyacinth girl.”
[02:20.42]	—Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,——
[02:24.41]	Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
[02:28.44]	Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
[02:32.77]	Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
[02:37.6]	Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
[02:42.20]	Oed’ und leer das Meer.
[02:47.95]	Madame Sosostris, famous clairvoyante,
[02:51.42]	Had a bad cold, nevertheless
[02:53.92]	Is known to be the wisest woman in Europe,
[02:56.53]	With a wicked pack of cards. Here, said she,
[03:01.8]	Is your card, the drowned Phoenician Sailor,
[03:05.77]	(Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!)
[03:10.23]	Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
[03:14.33]	The lady of situations.
[03:17.99]	Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
[03:24.96]	And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card,
[03:29.41]	Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,
[03:34.12]	Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find
[03:40.87]	The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
[03:48.61]	I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring.
[03:55.14]	Thank you. If you see dear Mrs. Equitone,
[04:00.72]	Tell her I bring the horoscope myself:
[04:03.67]	One must be so careful these days.
[04:09.33]	Unreal City,
[04:11.84]	Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
[04:15.38]	A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
[04:19.58]	I had not thought death had undone so many.
[04:23.92]	Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
[04:28.6]	And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.
[04:31.44]	Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
[04:34.80]	To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
[04:38.14]	With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
[04:42.68]	There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying: “Stetson!
[04:48.53]	“You who were with me in the ships at Mylae!
[04:52.26]	“That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
[04:55.78]	“Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
[05:00.24]	“Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
[05:04.6]	“Oh keep the Dog far hence, that’s friend to men,
[05:09.7]	“Or with his nails he’ll dig it up again!
[05:12.81]	“You! hypocrite lecteur!—mon semblable,—mon frère!”
[05:26.24]	II. A Game of Chess
[05:29.96]	The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,
[05:33.10]	Glowed on the marble, where the glass
[05:35.87]	Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines
[05:39.17]	From which a golden Cupidon peeped out
[05:41.64]	(Another hid his eyes behind his wing)（
[05:44.23]	Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
[05:47.67]	Reflecting light upon the table as
[05:49.91]	The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
[05:52.45]	From satin cases poured in rich profusion;
[05:57.23]	In vials of ivory and coloured glass
[05:59.83]	Unstoppered, lurked her strange synthetic perfumes,
[06:04.58]	Unguent, powdered, or liquid—troubled, confused
[06:09.71]	And drowned the sense in odours; stirred by the air
[06:14.79]	That freshened from the window, these ascended
[06:18.2]	In fattening the prolonged candle-flames,
[06:21.28]	Flung their smoke into the laquearia,
[06:24.15]	Stirring the pattern on the coffered ceiling.
[06:27.4]	Huge sea-wood fed with copper
[06:29.71]	Burned green and orange, framed by the coloured stone,
[06:34.44]	In which sad light a carvéd dolphin swam.
[06:39.78]	Above the antique mantel was displayed
[06:42.50]	As though a window gave upon the sylvan scene
[06:45.92]	The change of Philomel, by the barbarous king
[06:49.57]	So rudely forced; yet there the nightingale
[06:54.48]	Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
[06:57.84]	And still she cried, and still the world pursues,
[07:03.19]	“Jug Jug” to dirty ears. “
[07:07.20]	And other withered stumps of time
[07:09.55]	Were told upon the walls; staring forms
[07:13.38]	Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
[07:18.40]	Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
[07:21.50]	Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
[07:24.71]	Spread out in fiery points
[07:27.39]	Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
[07:34.90]	“My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me. “
[07:38.81]	“Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.
[07:43.13]	“What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?
[07:45.95]	“I never know what you are thinking. Think.”
[07:50.85]	I think we are in rats’ alley
[07:53.38]	Where the dead men lost their bones.
[07:57.7]	“What is that noise?” “
[07:59.68]	The wind under the door.
[08:02.21]	“What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?”
[08:05.92]	Nothing again nothing.
[08:10.60]	“Do you know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember nothing?”
[08:19.39]	I remember
[08:21.4]	Those are pearls that were his eyes.
[08:25.13]	“Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?”
[08:29.31]	But
[08:30.56]	O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag—
[08:34.72]	It’s so elegant
[08:36.26]	So intelligent
[08:38.15]	“What shall I do now? What shall I do?”
[08:40.73]	“I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
[08:42.39]	“With my hair down, so. What shall we do to-morrow?
[08:46.92]	“What shall we ever do?”
[08:49.95]	The hot water at ten.
[08:52.48]	And if it rains, a closed car at four.
[08:56.43]	And we shall play a game of chess,
[08:59.2]	Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
[09:07.35]	When Lil’s husband got demobbed, I said—
[09:10.40]	I didn’t mince my words, I said to her myself,
[09:13.73]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[09:16.43]	Now Albert’s coming back, make yourself a bit smart.
[09:20.30]	He’ll want to know what you done with that money he gave you
[09:22.51]	To get yourself some teeth. He did, I was there.
[09:27.97]	You have them all out, Lil, and get a nice set,
[09:31.5]	He said, I swear, I can’t bear to look at you.
[09:34.14]	And no more can’t I, I said, and think of poor Albert,
[09:37.95]	He’s been in the army four years, he wants a good time,
[09:41.49]	And if you don’t give it him, there’s others will, I said.
[09:44.31]	Oh is there, she said. something o’ that, I said.
[09:48.39]	Then I’ll know who to thank, she said, and give me a straight look.
[09:52.43]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[09:55.48]	If you don’t like it you can get on with it, I said.
[09:58.4]	Others can pick and choose if you can’t.
[10:00.87]	But if Albert makes off, it won’t be for lack of telling.
[10:04.41]	You ought to be ashamed, I said, to look so antique.
[10:08.96]	(And her only thirty-one.)
[10:11.82]	I can’t help it, she said, pulling a long face,
[10:14.41]	It’s them pills I took, to bring it off, she said.
[10:18.43]	(She’s had five already, and nearly died of young George.)
[10:23.20]	The chemist said it would be all right, but I’ve never been the same.
[10:27.59]	You are a proper fool, I said.
[10:30.79]	Well, if Albert won’t leave you alone, there it is, I said,
[10:33.94]	What you get married for if you don’t want children?
[10:36.91]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[10:39.49]	Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon,
[10:42.73]	And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot—
[10:46.17]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[10:48.3]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[10:50.88]	Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight.
[10:55.98]	Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight.
[11:00.4]	Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
[11:11.95]	III. The Fire Sermon
[11:15.55]	The river’s tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf
[11:19.60]	Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind
[11:23.9]	Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.
[11:28.91]	Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song.
[11:33.38]	The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers,
[11:36.54]	Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends
[11:40.19]	Or other testimony of summer nights. The nymphs are departed.
[11:45.95]	And their friends, the loitering heirs of city directors;
[11:49.96]	Departed, have left no addresses.
[11:54.84]	By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept . . .
[11:58.51]	Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
[12:01.82]	Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long.
[12:07.7]	But at my back in a cold blast I hear
[12:10.29]	The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear.
[12:16.71]	A rat crept softly through the vegetation
[12:19.93]	Dragging its slimy belly on the bank
[12:22.38]	While I was fishing in the dull canal
[12:24.96]	On a winter evening round behind the gashouse
[12:28.58]	Musing upon the king my brother’s wreck
[12:31.2]	And on the king my father’s death before him.
[12:35.21]	White bodies naked on the low damp ground
[12:38.95]	And bones cast in a little low dry garret,
[12:43.2]	Rattled by the rat’s foot only, year to year.
[12:48.78]	But at my back from time to time I hear
[12:51.66]	The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring
[12:55.79]	Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring.
[12:59.56]	O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter
[13:04.1]	And on her daughter
[13:06.35]	They wash their feet in soda water
[13:11.85]	Et O ces voix d’enfants, chantant dans la coupole!
[13:18.50]	Twit twit twit
[13:20.76]	Jug jug jug jug jug jug
[13:25.49]	So rudely forc’d.
[13:30.11]	Tereu
[13:35.14]	Unreal City
[13:37.99]	Under the brown fog of a winter noon
[13:41.2]	Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant
[13:43.50]	Unshaven, with a pocket full of currants
[13:46.18]	C.i.f. London: documents at sight,
[13:49.57]	Asked me in demotic French
[13:51.93]	To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
[13:54.25]	Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
[13:58.81]	At the violet hour, when the eyes and back
[14:01.81]	Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits
[14:05.78]	Like a taxi throbbing waiting,
[14:09.56]	I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives,
[14:15.76]	Old man with wrinkled female breasts, can see
[14:20.46]	At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives
[14:24.70]	Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea,
[14:28.86]	The typist home at teatime, clears her breakfast, lights
[14:33.77]	Her stove, and lays out food in tins.
[14:38.28]	Out of the window perilously spread
[14:40.63]	Her drying combinations touched by the sun’s last rays,
[14:45.73]	On the divan are piled (at night her bed)
[14:48.79]	Stockings, slippers, camisoles, and stays.
[14:53.75]	I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
[14:57.23]	Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest—
[15:01.7]	I too awaited the expected guest.
[15:04.87]	He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
[15:07.98]	A small house agent’s clerk, with one bold stare,
[15:12.29]	One of the low on whom assurance sits
[15:14.79]	As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
[15:18.25]	The time is now propitious, as he guesses,
[15:20.89]	The meal is ended, she is bored and tired,
[15:24.12]	Endeavours to engage her in caresses
[15:26.78]	Which still are unreproved, if undesired.
[15:30.30]	Flushed and decided, he assaults at once;
[15:33.16]	Exploring hands encounter no defence;
[15:36.22]	His vanity requires no response,
[15:38.93]	And makes a welcome of indifference.
[15:42.35]	(And I Tiresias have foresuffered all
[15:45.25]	Enacted on this same divan or bed;
[15:48.94]	I who have sat by Thebes below the wall
[15:52.26]	And walked among the lowest of the dead.)
[15:55.74]	Bestows one final patronising kiss,
[15:59.57]	And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit . . .
[16:05.53]	She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
[16:08.11]	Hardly aware of her departed lover;
[16:11.13]	Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
[16:15.41]	“Well now that’s done: and I’m glad it’s over.” “
[16:20.1]	When lovely woman stoops to folly and
[16:23.8]	Paces about her room again, alone,
[16:26.64]	She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
[16:30.50]	And puts a record on the gramophone.
[16:35.20]	“This music crept by me upon the waters” “
[16:39.81]	And along the Strand, up Queen Victoria Street.
[16:43.58]	O City city, I can sometimes hear
[16:47.87]	Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street,
[16:50.81]	The pleasant whining of a mandoline
[16:53.8]	And a clatter and a chatter from within
[16:55.68]	Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
[16:59.57]	Of Magnus Martyr hold
[17:02.24]	Inexplicable splendour of Ionian white and gold.
[17:09.47]	The river sweats
[17:10.62]	Oil and tar
[17:12.39]	The barges drift
[17:13.60]	With the turning tide
[17:15.62]	Red sails
[17:16.69]	Wide
[17:17.34]	To leeward, swing on the heavy spar.
[17:21.66]	The barges wash
[17:22.91]	Drifting logs
[17:24.72]	Down Greenwich reach
[17:26.47]	Past the Isle of Dogs.
[17:29.39]	Weialala leia
[17:35.66]	Wallala leialala
[17:44.80]	Elizabeth and Leicester
[17:46.80]	Beating oars
[17:48.72]	The stern was formed
[17:50.31]	A gilded shell
[17:52.0]	Red and gold
[17:54.5]	The brisk swell
[17:55.34]	Rippled both shores
[17:57.42]	Southwest wind
[17:59.13]	Carried down stream
[18:00.94]	The peal of bells
[18:03.42]	White towers
[18:06.23]	Weialala leia
[18:12.99]	Wallala leialala
[18:21.65]	“Trams and dusty trees. “
[18:24.90]	Highbury bore me. Richmond and Kew
[18:28.32]	Undid me. By Richmond I raised my knees
[18:33.35]	Supine on the floor of a narrow canoe.”
[18:37.83]	“My feet are at Moorgate, and my heart “
[18:41.30]	Under my feet. After the event
[18:45.50]	He wept. He promised a ‘new start.’
[18:51.20]	I made no comment. What should I resent?”
[18:57.47]	“On Margate Sands. “
[19:00.68]	I can connect
[19:01.83]	Nothing with nothing.
[19:04.64]	The broken fingernails of dirty hands.
[19:09.67]	My people humble people who expect
[19:13.91]	Nothing
[19:16.54]	la la
[19:23.17]	To Carthage then I came
[19:27.40]	Burning burning burning burning
[19:35.6]	O Lord Thou pluckest me out
[19:39.72]	O Lord Thou pluckest
[19:45.16]	burning
[19:52.91]	IV. Death by Water
[19:56.17]	Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
[19:59.56]	Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
[20:03.89]	And the profit and loss.
[20:06.92]	A current under sea
[20:08.65]	Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
[20:14.56]	He passed the stages of his age and youth
[20:17.57]	Entering the whirlpool.
[20:21.6]	Gentile or Jew
[20:23.35]	O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
[20:27.57]	Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
[20:37.26]	V. What the Thunder Said
[20:41.83]	After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
[20:45.79]	After the frosty silence in the gardens
[20:49.76]	After the agony in stony places
[20:53.19]	The shouting and the crying
[20:55.69]	Prison and palace and reverberation
[20:58.59]	Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
[21:03.35]	He who was living is now dead
[21:07.24]	We who were living are now dying
[21:10.76]	With a little patience
[21:14.53]	Here is no water but only rock
[21:18.14]	Rock and no water and the sandy road
[21:22.50]	The road winding above among the mountains
[21:25.76]	Which are mountains of rock without water
[21:29.69]	If there were water we should stop and drink
[21:32.92]	Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
[21:36.65]	Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
[21:40.74]	If there were only water amongst the rock
[21:44.10]	Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
[21:48.52]	Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit
[21:53.20]	There is not even silence in the mountains
[21:56.88]	But dry sterile thunder without rain
[22:01.85]	There is not even solitude in the mountains
[22:05.55]	But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
[22:10.25]	From doors of mudcracked houses
[22:14.49]	If there were water
[22:16.4]	And no rock
[22:17.86]	If there were rock
[22:18.88]	And also water
[22:20.94]	And water
[22:22.34]	A spring
[22:24.12]	A pool among the rock
[22:26.5]	If there were the sound of water only
[22:29.9]	Not the cicada
[22:30.67]	And dry grass singing
[22:33.14]	But sound of water over a rock
[22:35.71]	Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
[22:39.23]	Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
[22:46.59]	But there is no water
[22:51.74]	Who is the third who walks always beside you?
[22:54.68]	When I count, there are only you and I together
[22:57.33]	But when I look ahead up the white road
[22:59.59]	There is always another one walking beside you
[23:02.44]	Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded
[23:06.34]	I do not know whether a man or a woman
[23:10.26]	—But who is that on the other side of you? ——
[23:15.50]	What is that sound high in the air
[23:18.54]	Murmur of maternal lamentation
[23:21.81]	Who are those hooded hordes swarming
[23:24.49]	Over endless plains, stumbling in cracked earth
[23:29.2]	Ringed by the flat horizon only
[23:32.81]	What is the city over the mountains
[23:35.78]	Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air
[23:40.84]	Falling towers
[23:42.96]	Jerusalem Athens Alexandria
[23:47.23]	Vienna London
[23:51.64]	Unreal
[23:56.17]	A woman drew her long black hair out tight
[23:59.28]	And fiddled whisper music on those strings
[24:02.40]	And bats with baby faces in the violet light
[24:05.61]	Whistled, and beat their wings
[24:07.83]	And crawled head downward down a blackened wall
[24:10.86]	And upside down in air were towers
[24:13.61]	Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
[24:17.36]	And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.
[24:25.10]	In this decayed hole among the mountains
[24:28.66]	In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
[24:32.22]	Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel
[24:37.17]	There is the empty chapel, only the wind’s home.
[24:42.39]	It has no windows, and the door swings,
[24:47.35]	Dry bones can harm no one.
[24:50.83]	Only a cock stood on the rooftree
[24:54.13]	Co co rico co co rico
[24:59.33]	In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust
[25:03.91]	Bringing rain
[25:06.93]	Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves
[25:10.24]	Waited for rain, while the black clouds
[25:13.90]	Gathered far distant, over Himavant.
[25:18.87]	The jungle crouched, humped in silence.
[25:23.95]	Then spoke the thunder
[25:27.65]	DA
[25:29.77]	_what have we given
[25:35.9]	My friend, blood shaking my heart
[25:38.46]	The awful daring of a moment’s surrender
[25:41.30]	Which an age of prudence can never retract
[25:44.60]	By this, and this only, we have existed
[25:47.91]	Which is not to be found in our obituaries
[25:50.51]	Or in memories draped by the beneficent spider
[25:53.96]	Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor
[25:56.70]	In our empty rooms
[25:59.69]	DA
[26:01.41]	_I have heard the key
[26:06.25]	Turn in the door once and turn once only
[26:11.6]	We think of the key, each in his prison
[26:14.98]	Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison
[26:19.20]	Only at nightfall, aethereal rumours
[26:23.68]	Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
[26:29.18]	DA
[26:30.90]	Damyata: The boat responded Damyata:
[26:34.56]	Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar
[26:37.90]	The sea was calm, your heart would have responded
[26:41.30]	Gaily, when invited, beating obedient
[26:44.27]	To controlling hands
[26:48.69]	I sat upon the shore
[26:50.48]	Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
[26:54.89]	Shall I at least set my lands in order?
[26:59.2]	London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
[27:06.58]	Poi s’ascose nel foco che gli affina
[27:10.83]	Quando fiam uti chelidon—O swallow swallow
[27:19.85]	Le Prince d’Aquitaine à la tour abolie
[27:25.83]	These fragments I have shored against my ruins
[27:31.16]	Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo’s mad againe.
[27:36.59]	Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
[27:44.36]	Shantih shantih shantih

[00:00.000]	zuo qu : T. S. Eliot
[00:00.0]	The Waste Land
[00:01.98]	I. The Burial of the Dead
[00:05.98]	April is the cruellest month, breeding
[00:09.30]	Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
[00:12.48]	Memory and desire, stirring
[00:15.25]	Dull roots with spring rain.
[00:18.80]	Winter kept us warm, covering
[00:20.93]	Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
[00:23.84]	A little life with dried tubers.
[00:28.15]	Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
[00:30.97]	With a shower of rain we stopped in the colonnade,
[00:34.19]	And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,
[00:37.4]	And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
[00:39.93]	Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch.
[00:45.55]	And when we were children, staying at the archduke' s,
[00:48.39]	My cousin' s, he took me out on a sled,
[00:50.49]	And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
[00:53.57]	Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
[00:58.76]	In the mountains, there you feel free.
[01:02.87]	I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
[01:10.19]	What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
[01:14.2]	Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
[01:17.96]	You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
[01:21.85]	A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
[01:25.66]	And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
[01:30.65]	And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
[01:35.86]	There is shadow under this red rock,
[01:39.53]	Come in under the shadow of this red rock,
[01:43.34]	And I will show you something different from either
[01:46.7]	Your shadow at morning striding behind you
[01:50.10]	Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you
[01:54.78]	I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
[02:02.64]	Frisch weht der Wind
[02:04.80]	Der Heimat zu
[02:06.93]	Mein Irisch Kind,
[02:09.2]	Wo weilest du?
[02:12.5]	" You gave me hyacinths first a year ago "
[02:15.96]	" They called me the hyacinth girl."
[02:20.42]	Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,
[02:24.41]	Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
[02:28.44]	Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
[02:32.77]	Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
[02:37.6]	Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
[02:42.20]	Oed' und leer das Meer.
[02:47.95]	Madame Sosostris, famous clairvoyante,
[02:51.42]	Had a bad cold, nevertheless
[02:53.92]	Is known to be the wisest woman in Europe,
[02:56.53]	With a wicked pack of cards. Here, said she,
[03:01.8]	Is your card, the drowned Phoenician Sailor,
[03:05.77]	Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
[03:10.23]	Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
[03:14.33]	The lady of situations.
[03:17.99]	Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
[03:24.96]	And here is the oneeyed merchant, and this card,
[03:29.41]	Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,
[03:34.12]	Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find
[03:40.87]	The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
[03:48.61]	I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring.
[03:55.14]	Thank you. If you see dear Mrs. Equitone,
[04:00.72]	Tell her I bring the horoscope myself:
[04:03.67]	One must be so careful these days.
[04:09.33]	Unreal City,
[04:11.84]	Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
[04:15.38]	A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
[04:19.58]	I had not thought death had undone so many.
[04:23.92]	Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
[04:28.6]	And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.
[04:31.44]	Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
[04:34.80]	To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
[04:38.14]	With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
[04:42.68]	There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying: " Stetson!
[04:48.53]	" You who were with me in the ships at Mylae!
[04:52.26]	" That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
[04:55.78]	" Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
[05:00.24]	" Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
[05:04.6]	" Oh keep the Dog far hence, that' s friend to men,
[05:09.7]	" Or with his nails he' ll dig it up again!
[05:12.81]	" You! hypocrite lecteur! mon semblable, mon fre re!"
[05:26.24]	II. A Game of Chess
[05:29.96]	The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,
[05:33.10]	Glowed on the marble, where the glass
[05:35.87]	Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines
[05:39.17]	From which a golden Cupidon peeped out
[05:41.64]	Another hid his eyes behind his wing
[05:44.23]	Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
[05:47.67]	Reflecting light upon the table as
[05:49.91]	The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
[05:52.45]	From satin cases poured in rich profusion
[05:57.23]	In vials of ivory and coloured glass
[05:59.83]	Unstoppered, lurked her strange synthetic perfumes,
[06:04.58]	Unguent, powdered, or liquid troubled, confused
[06:09.71]	And drowned the sense in odours stirred by the air
[06:14.79]	That freshened from the window, these ascended
[06:18.2]	In fattening the prolonged candleflames,
[06:21.28]	Flung their smoke into the laquearia,
[06:24.15]	Stirring the pattern on the coffered ceiling.
[06:27.4]	Huge seawood fed with copper
[06:29.71]	Burned green and orange, framed by the coloured stone,
[06:34.44]	In which sad light a carve d dolphin swam.
[06:39.78]	Above the antique mantel was displayed
[06:42.50]	As though a window gave upon the sylvan scene
[06:45.92]	The change of Philomel, by the barbarous king
[06:49.57]	So rudely forced yet there the nightingale
[06:54.48]	Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
[06:57.84]	And still she cried, and still the world pursues,
[07:03.19]	" Jug Jug" to dirty ears. "
[07:07.20]	And other withered stumps of time
[07:09.55]	Were told upon the walls staring forms
[07:13.38]	Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
[07:18.40]	Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
[07:21.50]	Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
[07:24.71]	Spread out in fiery points
[07:27.39]	Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
[07:34.90]	" My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me. "
[07:38.81]	" Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.
[07:43.13]	" What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?
[07:45.95]	" I never know what you are thinking. Think."
[07:50.85]	I think we are in rats' alley
[07:53.38]	Where the dead men lost their bones.
[07:57.7]	" What is that noise?" "
[07:59.68]	The wind under the door.
[08:02.21]	" What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?"
[08:05.92]	Nothing again nothing.
[08:10.60]	" Do you know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember nothing?"
[08:19.39]	I remember
[08:21.4]	Those are pearls that were his eyes.
[08:25.13]	" Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?"
[08:29.31]	But
[08:30.56]	O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag
[08:34.72]	It' s so elegant
[08:36.26]	So intelligent
[08:38.15]	" What shall I do now? What shall I do?"
[08:40.73]	" I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
[08:42.39]	" With my hair down, so. What shall we do tomorrow?
[08:46.92]	" What shall we ever do?"
[08:49.95]	The hot water at ten.
[08:52.48]	And if it rains, a closed car at four.
[08:56.43]	And we shall play a game of chess,
[08:59.2]	Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
[09:07.35]	When Lil' s husband got demobbed, I said
[09:10.40]	I didn' t mince my words, I said to her myself,
[09:13.73]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[09:16.43]	Now Albert' s coming back, make yourself a bit smart.
[09:20.30]	He' ll want to know what you done with that money he gave you
[09:22.51]	To get yourself some teeth. He did, I was there.
[09:27.97]	You have them all out, Lil, and get a nice set,
[09:31.5]	He said, I swear, I can' t bear to look at you.
[09:34.14]	And no more can' t I, I said, and think of poor Albert,
[09:37.95]	He' s been in the army four years, he wants a good time,
[09:41.49]	And if you don' t give it him, there' s others will, I said.
[09:44.31]	Oh is there, she said. something o' that, I said.
[09:48.39]	Then I' ll know who to thank, she said, and give me a straight look.
[09:52.43]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[09:55.48]	If you don' t like it you can get on with it, I said.
[09:58.4]	Others can pick and choose if you can' t.
[10:00.87]	But if Albert makes off, it won' t be for lack of telling.
[10:04.41]	You ought to be ashamed, I said, to look so antique.
[10:08.96]	And her only thirtyone.
[10:11.82]	I can' t help it, she said, pulling a long face,
[10:14.41]	It' s them pills I took, to bring it off, she said.
[10:18.43]	She' s had five already, and nearly died of young George.
[10:23.20]	The chemist said it would be all right, but I' ve never been the same.
[10:27.59]	You are a proper fool, I said.
[10:30.79]	Well, if Albert won' t leave you alone, there it is, I said,
[10:33.94]	What you get married for if you don' t want children?
[10:36.91]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[10:39.49]	Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon,
[10:42.73]	And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot
[10:46.17]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[10:48.3]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[10:50.88]	Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight.
[10:55.98]	Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight.
[11:00.4]	Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
[11:11.95]	III. The Fire Sermon
[11:15.55]	The river' s tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf
[11:19.60]	Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind
[11:23.9]	Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.
[11:28.91]	Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song.
[11:33.38]	The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers,
[11:36.54]	Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends
[11:40.19]	Or other testimony of summer nights. The nymphs are departed.
[11:45.95]	And their friends, the loitering heirs of city directors
[11:49.96]	Departed, have left no addresses.
[11:54.84]	By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept . . .
[11:58.51]	Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
[12:01.82]	Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long.
[12:07.7]	But at my back in a cold blast I hear
[12:10.29]	The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear.
[12:16.71]	A rat crept softly through the vegetation
[12:19.93]	Dragging its slimy belly on the bank
[12:22.38]	While I was fishing in the dull canal
[12:24.96]	On a winter evening round behind the gashouse
[12:28.58]	Musing upon the king my brother' s wreck
[12:31.2]	And on the king my father' s death before him.
[12:35.21]	White bodies naked on the low damp ground
[12:38.95]	And bones cast in a little low dry garret,
[12:43.2]	Rattled by the rat' s foot only, year to year.
[12:48.78]	But at my back from time to time I hear
[12:51.66]	The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring
[12:55.79]	Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring.
[12:59.56]	O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter
[13:04.1]	And on her daughter
[13:06.35]	They wash their feet in soda water
[13:11.85]	Et O ces voix d' enfants, chantant dans la coupole!
[13:18.50]	Twit twit twit
[13:20.76]	Jug jug jug jug jug jug
[13:25.49]	So rudely forc' d.
[13:30.11]	Tereu
[13:35.14]	Unreal City
[13:37.99]	Under the brown fog of a winter noon
[13:41.2]	Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant
[13:43.50]	Unshaven, with a pocket full of currants
[13:46.18]	C. i. f. London: documents at sight,
[13:49.57]	Asked me in demotic French
[13:51.93]	To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
[13:54.25]	Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
[13:58.81]	At the violet hour, when the eyes and back
[14:01.81]	Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits
[14:05.78]	Like a taxi throbbing waiting,
[14:09.56]	I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives,
[14:15.76]	Old man with wrinkled female breasts, can see
[14:20.46]	At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives
[14:24.70]	Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea,
[14:28.86]	The typist home at teatime, clears her breakfast, lights
[14:33.77]	Her stove, and lays out food in tins.
[14:38.28]	Out of the window perilously spread
[14:40.63]	Her drying combinations touched by the sun' s last rays,
[14:45.73]	On the divan are piled at night her bed
[14:48.79]	Stockings, slippers, camisoles, and stays.
[14:53.75]	I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
[14:57.23]	Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest
[15:01.7]	I too awaited the expected guest.
[15:04.87]	He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
[15:07.98]	A small house agent' s clerk, with one bold stare,
[15:12.29]	One of the low on whom assurance sits
[15:14.79]	As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
[15:18.25]	The time is now propitious, as he guesses,
[15:20.89]	The meal is ended, she is bored and tired,
[15:24.12]	Endeavours to engage her in caresses
[15:26.78]	Which still are unreproved, if undesired.
[15:30.30]	Flushed and decided, he assaults at once
[15:33.16]	Exploring hands encounter no defence
[15:36.22]	His vanity requires no response,
[15:38.93]	And makes a welcome of indifference.
[15:42.35]	And I Tiresias have foresuffered all
[15:45.25]	Enacted on this same divan or bed
[15:48.94]	I who have sat by Thebes below the wall
[15:52.26]	And walked among the lowest of the dead.
[15:55.74]	Bestows one final patronising kiss,
[15:59.57]	And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit . . .
[16:05.53]	She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
[16:08.11]	Hardly aware of her departed lover
[16:11.13]	Her brain allows one halfformed thought to pass:
[16:15.41]	" Well now that' s done: and I' m glad it' s over." "
[16:20.1]	When lovely woman stoops to folly and
[16:23.8]	Paces about her room again, alone,
[16:26.64]	She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
[16:30.50]	And puts a record on the gramophone.
[16:35.20]	" This music crept by me upon the waters" "
[16:39.81]	And along the Strand, up Queen Victoria Street.
[16:43.58]	O City city, I can sometimes hear
[16:47.87]	Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street,
[16:50.81]	The pleasant whining of a mandoline
[16:53.8]	And a clatter and a chatter from within
[16:55.68]	Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
[16:59.57]	Of Magnus Martyr hold
[17:02.24]	Inexplicable splendour of Ionian white and gold.
[17:09.47]	The river sweats
[17:10.62]	Oil and tar
[17:12.39]	The barges drift
[17:13.60]	With the turning tide
[17:15.62]	Red sails
[17:16.69]	Wide
[17:17.34]	To leeward, swing on the heavy spar.
[17:21.66]	The barges wash
[17:22.91]	Drifting logs
[17:24.72]	Down Greenwich reach
[17:26.47]	Past the Isle of Dogs.
[17:29.39]	Weialala leia
[17:35.66]	Wallala leialala
[17:44.80]	Elizabeth and Leicester
[17:46.80]	Beating oars
[17:48.72]	The stern was formed
[17:50.31]	A gilded shell
[17:52.0]	Red and gold
[17:54.5]	The brisk swell
[17:55.34]	Rippled both shores
[17:57.42]	Southwest wind
[17:59.13]	Carried down stream
[18:00.94]	The peal of bells
[18:03.42]	White towers
[18:06.23]	Weialala leia
[18:12.99]	Wallala leialala
[18:21.65]	" Trams and dusty trees. "
[18:24.90]	Highbury bore me. Richmond and Kew
[18:28.32]	Undid me. By Richmond I raised my knees
[18:33.35]	Supine on the floor of a narrow canoe."
[18:37.83]	" My feet are at Moorgate, and my heart "
[18:41.30]	Under my feet. After the event
[18:45.50]	He wept. He promised a ' new start.'
[18:51.20]	I made no comment. What should I resent?"
[18:57.47]	" On Margate Sands. "
[19:00.68]	I can connect
[19:01.83]	Nothing with nothing.
[19:04.64]	The broken fingernails of dirty hands.
[19:09.67]	My people humble people who expect
[19:13.91]	Nothing
[19:16.54]	la la
[19:23.17]	To Carthage then I came
[19:27.40]	Burning burning burning burning
[19:35.6]	O Lord Thou pluckest me out
[19:39.72]	O Lord Thou pluckest
[19:45.16]	burning
[19:52.91]	IV. Death by Water
[19:56.17]	Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
[19:59.56]	Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
[20:03.89]	And the profit and loss.
[20:06.92]	A current under sea
[20:08.65]	Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
[20:14.56]	He passed the stages of his age and youth
[20:17.57]	Entering the whirlpool.
[20:21.6]	Gentile or Jew
[20:23.35]	O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
[20:27.57]	Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
[20:37.26]	V. What the Thunder Said
[20:41.83]	After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
[20:45.79]	After the frosty silence in the gardens
[20:49.76]	After the agony in stony places
[20:53.19]	The shouting and the crying
[20:55.69]	Prison and palace and reverberation
[20:58.59]	Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
[21:03.35]	He who was living is now dead
[21:07.24]	We who were living are now dying
[21:10.76]	With a little patience
[21:14.53]	Here is no water but only rock
[21:18.14]	Rock and no water and the sandy road
[21:22.50]	The road winding above among the mountains
[21:25.76]	Which are mountains of rock without water
[21:29.69]	If there were water we should stop and drink
[21:32.92]	Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
[21:36.65]	Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
[21:40.74]	If there were only water amongst the rock
[21:44.10]	Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
[21:48.52]	Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit
[21:53.20]	There is not even silence in the mountains
[21:56.88]	But dry sterile thunder without rain
[22:01.85]	There is not even solitude in the mountains
[22:05.55]	But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
[22:10.25]	From doors of mudcracked houses
[22:14.49]	If there were water
[22:16.4]	And no rock
[22:17.86]	If there were rock
[22:18.88]	And also water
[22:20.94]	And water
[22:22.34]	A spring
[22:24.12]	A pool among the rock
[22:26.5]	If there were the sound of water only
[22:29.9]	Not the cicada
[22:30.67]	And dry grass singing
[22:33.14]	But sound of water over a rock
[22:35.71]	Where the hermitthrush sings in the pine trees
[22:39.23]	Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
[22:46.59]	But there is no water
[22:51.74]	Who is the third who walks always beside you?
[22:54.68]	When I count, there are only you and I together
[22:57.33]	But when I look ahead up the white road
[22:59.59]	There is always another one walking beside you
[23:02.44]	Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded
[23:06.34]	I do not know whether a man or a woman
[23:10.26]	But who is that on the other side of you?
[23:15.50]	What is that sound high in the air
[23:18.54]	Murmur of maternal lamentation
[23:21.81]	Who are those hooded hordes swarming
[23:24.49]	Over endless plains, stumbling in cracked earth
[23:29.2]	Ringed by the flat horizon only
[23:32.81]	What is the city over the mountains
[23:35.78]	Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air
[23:40.84]	Falling towers
[23:42.96]	Jerusalem Athens Alexandria
[23:47.23]	Vienna London
[23:51.64]	Unreal
[23:56.17]	A woman drew her long black hair out tight
[23:59.28]	And fiddled whisper music on those strings
[24:02.40]	And bats with baby faces in the violet light
[24:05.61]	Whistled, and beat their wings
[24:07.83]	And crawled head downward down a blackened wall
[24:10.86]	And upside down in air were towers
[24:13.61]	Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
[24:17.36]	And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.
[24:25.10]	In this decayed hole among the mountains
[24:28.66]	In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
[24:32.22]	Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel
[24:37.17]	There is the empty chapel, only the wind' s home.
[24:42.39]	It has no windows, and the door swings,
[24:47.35]	Dry bones can harm no one.
[24:50.83]	Only a cock stood on the rooftree
[24:54.13]	Co co rico co co rico
[24:59.33]	In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust
[25:03.91]	Bringing rain
[25:06.93]	Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves
[25:10.24]	Waited for rain, while the black clouds
[25:13.90]	Gathered far distant, over Himavant.
[25:18.87]	The jungle crouched, humped in silence.
[25:23.95]	Then spoke the thunder
[25:27.65]	DA
[25:29.77]	_what have we given
[25:35.9]	My friend, blood shaking my heart
[25:38.46]	The awful daring of a moment' s surrender
[25:41.30]	Which an age of prudence can never retract
[25:44.60]	By this, and this only, we have existed
[25:47.91]	Which is not to be found in our obituaries
[25:50.51]	Or in memories draped by the beneficent spider
[25:53.96]	Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor
[25:56.70]	In our empty rooms
[25:59.69]	DA
[26:01.41]	_I have heard the key
[26:06.25]	Turn in the door once and turn once only
[26:11.6]	We think of the key, each in his prison
[26:14.98]	Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison
[26:19.20]	Only at nightfall, aethereal rumours
[26:23.68]	Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
[26:29.18]	DA
[26:30.90]	Damyata: The boat responded Damyata:
[26:34.56]	Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar
[26:37.90]	The sea was calm, your heart would have responded
[26:41.30]	Gaily, when invited, beating obedient
[26:44.27]	To controlling hands
[26:48.69]	I sat upon the shore
[26:50.48]	Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
[26:54.89]	Shall I at least set my lands in order?
[26:59.2]	London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
[27:06.58]	Poi s' ascose nel foco che gli affina
[27:10.83]	Quando fiam uti chelidon O swallow swallow
[27:19.85]	Le Prince d' Aquitaine a la tour abolie
[27:25.83]	These fragments I have shored against my ruins
[27:31.16]	Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo' s mad againe.
[27:36.59]	Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
[27:44.36]	Shantih shantih shantih

[00:00.000]	zuò qǔ : T. S. Eliot
[00:00.0]	The Waste Land
[00:01.98]	I. The Burial of the Dead
[00:05.98]	April is the cruellest month, breeding
[00:09.30]	Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
[00:12.48]	Memory and desire, stirring
[00:15.25]	Dull roots with spring rain.
[00:18.80]	Winter kept us warm, covering
[00:20.93]	Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
[00:23.84]	A little life with dried tubers.
[00:28.15]	Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
[00:30.97]	With a shower of rain we stopped in the colonnade,
[00:34.19]	And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,
[00:37.4]	And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
[00:39.93]	Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch.
[00:45.55]	And when we were children, staying at the archduke' s,
[00:48.39]	My cousin' s, he took me out on a sled,
[00:50.49]	And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
[00:53.57]	Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
[00:58.76]	In the mountains, there you feel free.
[01:02.87]	I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
[01:10.19]	What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
[01:14.2]	Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
[01:17.96]	You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
[01:21.85]	A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
[01:25.66]	And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
[01:30.65]	And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
[01:35.86]	There is shadow under this red rock,
[01:39.53]	Come in under the shadow of this red rock,
[01:43.34]	And I will show you something different from either
[01:46.7]	Your shadow at morning striding behind you
[01:50.10]	Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you
[01:54.78]	I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
[02:02.64]	Frisch weht der Wind
[02:04.80]	Der Heimat zu
[02:06.93]	Mein Irisch Kind,
[02:09.2]	Wo weilest du?
[02:12.5]	" You gave me hyacinths first a year ago "
[02:15.96]	" They called me the hyacinth girl."
[02:20.42]	Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,
[02:24.41]	Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
[02:28.44]	Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
[02:32.77]	Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
[02:37.6]	Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
[02:42.20]	Oed' und leer das Meer.
[02:47.95]	Madame Sosostris, famous clairvoyante,
[02:51.42]	Had a bad cold, nevertheless
[02:53.92]	Is known to be the wisest woman in Europe,
[02:56.53]	With a wicked pack of cards. Here, said she,
[03:01.8]	Is your card, the drowned Phoenician Sailor,
[03:05.77]	Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
[03:10.23]	Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
[03:14.33]	The lady of situations.
[03:17.99]	Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
[03:24.96]	And here is the oneeyed merchant, and this card,
[03:29.41]	Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,
[03:34.12]	Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find
[03:40.87]	The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
[03:48.61]	I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring.
[03:55.14]	Thank you. If you see dear Mrs. Equitone,
[04:00.72]	Tell her I bring the horoscope myself:
[04:03.67]	One must be so careful these days.
[04:09.33]	Unreal City,
[04:11.84]	Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
[04:15.38]	A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
[04:19.58]	I had not thought death had undone so many.
[04:23.92]	Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
[04:28.6]	And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.
[04:31.44]	Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
[04:34.80]	To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
[04:38.14]	With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
[04:42.68]	There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying: " Stetson!
[04:48.53]	" You who were with me in the ships at Mylae!
[04:52.26]	" That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
[04:55.78]	" Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
[05:00.24]	" Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
[05:04.6]	" Oh keep the Dog far hence, that' s friend to men,
[05:09.7]	" Or with his nails he' ll dig it up again!
[05:12.81]	" You! hypocrite lecteur! mon semblable, mon frè re!"
[05:26.24]	II. A Game of Chess
[05:29.96]	The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,
[05:33.10]	Glowed on the marble, where the glass
[05:35.87]	Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines
[05:39.17]	From which a golden Cupidon peeped out
[05:41.64]	Another hid his eyes behind his wing
[05:44.23]	Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra
[05:47.67]	Reflecting light upon the table as
[05:49.91]	The glitter of her jewels rose to meet it,
[05:52.45]	From satin cases poured in rich profusion
[05:57.23]	In vials of ivory and coloured glass
[05:59.83]	Unstoppered, lurked her strange synthetic perfumes,
[06:04.58]	Unguent, powdered, or liquid troubled, confused
[06:09.71]	And drowned the sense in odours stirred by the air
[06:14.79]	That freshened from the window, these ascended
[06:18.2]	In fattening the prolonged candleflames,
[06:21.28]	Flung their smoke into the laquearia,
[06:24.15]	Stirring the pattern on the coffered ceiling.
[06:27.4]	Huge seawood fed with copper
[06:29.71]	Burned green and orange, framed by the coloured stone,
[06:34.44]	In which sad light a carvé d dolphin swam.
[06:39.78]	Above the antique mantel was displayed
[06:42.50]	As though a window gave upon the sylvan scene
[06:45.92]	The change of Philomel, by the barbarous king
[06:49.57]	So rudely forced yet there the nightingale
[06:54.48]	Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
[06:57.84]	And still she cried, and still the world pursues,
[07:03.19]	" Jug Jug" to dirty ears. "
[07:07.20]	And other withered stumps of time
[07:09.55]	Were told upon the walls staring forms
[07:13.38]	Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
[07:18.40]	Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
[07:21.50]	Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
[07:24.71]	Spread out in fiery points
[07:27.39]	Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
[07:34.90]	" My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me. "
[07:38.81]	" Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.
[07:43.13]	" What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?
[07:45.95]	" I never know what you are thinking. Think."
[07:50.85]	I think we are in rats' alley
[07:53.38]	Where the dead men lost their bones.
[07:57.7]	" What is that noise?" "
[07:59.68]	The wind under the door.
[08:02.21]	" What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?"
[08:05.92]	Nothing again nothing.
[08:10.60]	" Do you know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember nothing?"
[08:19.39]	I remember
[08:21.4]	Those are pearls that were his eyes.
[08:25.13]	" Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?"
[08:29.31]	But
[08:30.56]	O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag
[08:34.72]	It' s so elegant
[08:36.26]	So intelligent
[08:38.15]	" What shall I do now? What shall I do?"
[08:40.73]	" I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
[08:42.39]	" With my hair down, so. What shall we do tomorrow?
[08:46.92]	" What shall we ever do?"
[08:49.95]	The hot water at ten.
[08:52.48]	And if it rains, a closed car at four.
[08:56.43]	And we shall play a game of chess,
[08:59.2]	Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.
[09:07.35]	When Lil' s husband got demobbed, I said
[09:10.40]	I didn' t mince my words, I said to her myself,
[09:13.73]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[09:16.43]	Now Albert' s coming back, make yourself a bit smart.
[09:20.30]	He' ll want to know what you done with that money he gave you
[09:22.51]	To get yourself some teeth. He did, I was there.
[09:27.97]	You have them all out, Lil, and get a nice set,
[09:31.5]	He said, I swear, I can' t bear to look at you.
[09:34.14]	And no more can' t I, I said, and think of poor Albert,
[09:37.95]	He' s been in the army four years, he wants a good time,
[09:41.49]	And if you don' t give it him, there' s others will, I said.
[09:44.31]	Oh is there, she said. something o' that, I said.
[09:48.39]	Then I' ll know who to thank, she said, and give me a straight look.
[09:52.43]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[09:55.48]	If you don' t like it you can get on with it, I said.
[09:58.4]	Others can pick and choose if you can' t.
[10:00.87]	But if Albert makes off, it won' t be for lack of telling.
[10:04.41]	You ought to be ashamed, I said, to look so antique.
[10:08.96]	And her only thirtyone.
[10:11.82]	I can' t help it, she said, pulling a long face,
[10:14.41]	It' s them pills I took, to bring it off, she said.
[10:18.43]	She' s had five already, and nearly died of young George.
[10:23.20]	The chemist said it would be all right, but I' ve never been the same.
[10:27.59]	You are a proper fool, I said.
[10:30.79]	Well, if Albert won' t leave you alone, there it is, I said,
[10:33.94]	What you get married for if you don' t want children?
[10:36.91]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[10:39.49]	Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon,
[10:42.73]	And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot
[10:46.17]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[10:48.3]	HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME
[10:50.88]	Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight.
[10:55.98]	Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight.
[11:00.4]	Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
[11:11.95]	III. The Fire Sermon
[11:15.55]	The river' s tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf
[11:19.60]	Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind
[11:23.9]	Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.
[11:28.91]	Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song.
[11:33.38]	The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers,
[11:36.54]	Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends
[11:40.19]	Or other testimony of summer nights. The nymphs are departed.
[11:45.95]	And their friends, the loitering heirs of city directors
[11:49.96]	Departed, have left no addresses.
[11:54.84]	By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept . . .
[11:58.51]	Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
[12:01.82]	Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long.
[12:07.7]	But at my back in a cold blast I hear
[12:10.29]	The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear.
[12:16.71]	A rat crept softly through the vegetation
[12:19.93]	Dragging its slimy belly on the bank
[12:22.38]	While I was fishing in the dull canal
[12:24.96]	On a winter evening round behind the gashouse
[12:28.58]	Musing upon the king my brother' s wreck
[12:31.2]	And on the king my father' s death before him.
[12:35.21]	White bodies naked on the low damp ground
[12:38.95]	And bones cast in a little low dry garret,
[12:43.2]	Rattled by the rat' s foot only, year to year.
[12:48.78]	But at my back from time to time I hear
[12:51.66]	The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring
[12:55.79]	Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring.
[12:59.56]	O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter
[13:04.1]	And on her daughter
[13:06.35]	They wash their feet in soda water
[13:11.85]	Et O ces voix d' enfants, chantant dans la coupole!
[13:18.50]	Twit twit twit
[13:20.76]	Jug jug jug jug jug jug
[13:25.49]	So rudely forc' d.
[13:30.11]	Tereu
[13:35.14]	Unreal City
[13:37.99]	Under the brown fog of a winter noon
[13:41.2]	Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant
[13:43.50]	Unshaven, with a pocket full of currants
[13:46.18]	C. i. f. London: documents at sight,
[13:49.57]	Asked me in demotic French
[13:51.93]	To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel
[13:54.25]	Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
[13:58.81]	At the violet hour, when the eyes and back
[14:01.81]	Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits
[14:05.78]	Like a taxi throbbing waiting,
[14:09.56]	I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives,
[14:15.76]	Old man with wrinkled female breasts, can see
[14:20.46]	At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives
[14:24.70]	Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea,
[14:28.86]	The typist home at teatime, clears her breakfast, lights
[14:33.77]	Her stove, and lays out food in tins.
[14:38.28]	Out of the window perilously spread
[14:40.63]	Her drying combinations touched by the sun' s last rays,
[14:45.73]	On the divan are piled at night her bed
[14:48.79]	Stockings, slippers, camisoles, and stays.
[14:53.75]	I Tiresias, old man with wrinkled dugs
[14:57.23]	Perceived the scene, and foretold the rest
[15:01.7]	I too awaited the expected guest.
[15:04.87]	He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,
[15:07.98]	A small house agent' s clerk, with one bold stare,
[15:12.29]	One of the low on whom assurance sits
[15:14.79]	As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
[15:18.25]	The time is now propitious, as he guesses,
[15:20.89]	The meal is ended, she is bored and tired,
[15:24.12]	Endeavours to engage her in caresses
[15:26.78]	Which still are unreproved, if undesired.
[15:30.30]	Flushed and decided, he assaults at once
[15:33.16]	Exploring hands encounter no defence
[15:36.22]	His vanity requires no response,
[15:38.93]	And makes a welcome of indifference.
[15:42.35]	And I Tiresias have foresuffered all
[15:45.25]	Enacted on this same divan or bed
[15:48.94]	I who have sat by Thebes below the wall
[15:52.26]	And walked among the lowest of the dead.
[15:55.74]	Bestows one final patronising kiss,
[15:59.57]	And gropes his way, finding the stairs unlit . . .
[16:05.53]	She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
[16:08.11]	Hardly aware of her departed lover
[16:11.13]	Her brain allows one halfformed thought to pass:
[16:15.41]	" Well now that' s done: and I' m glad it' s over." "
[16:20.1]	When lovely woman stoops to folly and
[16:23.8]	Paces about her room again, alone,
[16:26.64]	She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
[16:30.50]	And puts a record on the gramophone.
[16:35.20]	" This music crept by me upon the waters" "
[16:39.81]	And along the Strand, up Queen Victoria Street.
[16:43.58]	O City city, I can sometimes hear
[16:47.87]	Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street,
[16:50.81]	The pleasant whining of a mandoline
[16:53.8]	And a clatter and a chatter from within
[16:55.68]	Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
[16:59.57]	Of Magnus Martyr hold
[17:02.24]	Inexplicable splendour of Ionian white and gold.
[17:09.47]	The river sweats
[17:10.62]	Oil and tar
[17:12.39]	The barges drift
[17:13.60]	With the turning tide
[17:15.62]	Red sails
[17:16.69]	Wide
[17:17.34]	To leeward, swing on the heavy spar.
[17:21.66]	The barges wash
[17:22.91]	Drifting logs
[17:24.72]	Down Greenwich reach
[17:26.47]	Past the Isle of Dogs.
[17:29.39]	Weialala leia
[17:35.66]	Wallala leialala
[17:44.80]	Elizabeth and Leicester
[17:46.80]	Beating oars
[17:48.72]	The stern was formed
[17:50.31]	A gilded shell
[17:52.0]	Red and gold
[17:54.5]	The brisk swell
[17:55.34]	Rippled both shores
[17:57.42]	Southwest wind
[17:59.13]	Carried down stream
[18:00.94]	The peal of bells
[18:03.42]	White towers
[18:06.23]	Weialala leia
[18:12.99]	Wallala leialala
[18:21.65]	" Trams and dusty trees. "
[18:24.90]	Highbury bore me. Richmond and Kew
[18:28.32]	Undid me. By Richmond I raised my knees
[18:33.35]	Supine on the floor of a narrow canoe."
[18:37.83]	" My feet are at Moorgate, and my heart "
[18:41.30]	Under my feet. After the event
[18:45.50]	He wept. He promised a ' new start.'
[18:51.20]	I made no comment. What should I resent?"
[18:57.47]	" On Margate Sands. "
[19:00.68]	I can connect
[19:01.83]	Nothing with nothing.
[19:04.64]	The broken fingernails of dirty hands.
[19:09.67]	My people humble people who expect
[19:13.91]	Nothing
[19:16.54]	la la
[19:23.17]	To Carthage then I came
[19:27.40]	Burning burning burning burning
[19:35.6]	O Lord Thou pluckest me out
[19:39.72]	O Lord Thou pluckest
[19:45.16]	burning
[19:52.91]	IV. Death by Water
[19:56.17]	Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
[19:59.56]	Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
[20:03.89]	And the profit and loss.
[20:06.92]	A current under sea
[20:08.65]	Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
[20:14.56]	He passed the stages of his age and youth
[20:17.57]	Entering the whirlpool.
[20:21.6]	Gentile or Jew
[20:23.35]	O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
[20:27.57]	Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.
[20:37.26]	V. What the Thunder Said
[20:41.83]	After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
[20:45.79]	After the frosty silence in the gardens
[20:49.76]	After the agony in stony places
[20:53.19]	The shouting and the crying
[20:55.69]	Prison and palace and reverberation
[20:58.59]	Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
[21:03.35]	He who was living is now dead
[21:07.24]	We who were living are now dying
[21:10.76]	With a little patience
[21:14.53]	Here is no water but only rock
[21:18.14]	Rock and no water and the sandy road
[21:22.50]	The road winding above among the mountains
[21:25.76]	Which are mountains of rock without water
[21:29.69]	If there were water we should stop and drink
[21:32.92]	Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think
[21:36.65]	Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand
[21:40.74]	If there were only water amongst the rock
[21:44.10]	Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
[21:48.52]	Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit
[21:53.20]	There is not even silence in the mountains
[21:56.88]	But dry sterile thunder without rain
[22:01.85]	There is not even solitude in the mountains
[22:05.55]	But red sullen faces sneer and snarl
[22:10.25]	From doors of mudcracked houses
[22:14.49]	If there were water
[22:16.4]	And no rock
[22:17.86]	If there were rock
[22:18.88]	And also water
[22:20.94]	And water
[22:22.34]	A spring
[22:24.12]	A pool among the rock
[22:26.5]	If there were the sound of water only
[22:29.9]	Not the cicada
[22:30.67]	And dry grass singing
[22:33.14]	But sound of water over a rock
[22:35.71]	Where the hermitthrush sings in the pine trees
[22:39.23]	Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
[22:46.59]	But there is no water
[22:51.74]	Who is the third who walks always beside you?
[22:54.68]	When I count, there are only you and I together
[22:57.33]	But when I look ahead up the white road
[22:59.59]	There is always another one walking beside you
[23:02.44]	Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded
[23:06.34]	I do not know whether a man or a woman
[23:10.26]	But who is that on the other side of you?
[23:15.50]	What is that sound high in the air
[23:18.54]	Murmur of maternal lamentation
[23:21.81]	Who are those hooded hordes swarming
[23:24.49]	Over endless plains, stumbling in cracked earth
[23:29.2]	Ringed by the flat horizon only
[23:32.81]	What is the city over the mountains
[23:35.78]	Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air
[23:40.84]	Falling towers
[23:42.96]	Jerusalem Athens Alexandria
[23:47.23]	Vienna London
[23:51.64]	Unreal
[23:56.17]	A woman drew her long black hair out tight
[23:59.28]	And fiddled whisper music on those strings
[24:02.40]	And bats with baby faces in the violet light
[24:05.61]	Whistled, and beat their wings
[24:07.83]	And crawled head downward down a blackened wall
[24:10.86]	And upside down in air were towers
[24:13.61]	Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
[24:17.36]	And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.
[24:25.10]	In this decayed hole among the mountains
[24:28.66]	In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
[24:32.22]	Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel
[24:37.17]	There is the empty chapel, only the wind' s home.
[24:42.39]	It has no windows, and the door swings,
[24:47.35]	Dry bones can harm no one.
[24:50.83]	Only a cock stood on the rooftree
[24:54.13]	Co co rico co co rico
[24:59.33]	In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust
[25:03.91]	Bringing rain
[25:06.93]	Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves
[25:10.24]	Waited for rain, while the black clouds
[25:13.90]	Gathered far distant, over Himavant.
[25:18.87]	The jungle crouched, humped in silence.
[25:23.95]	Then spoke the thunder
[25:27.65]	DA
[25:29.77]	_what have we given
[25:35.9]	My friend, blood shaking my heart
[25:38.46]	The awful daring of a moment' s surrender
[25:41.30]	Which an age of prudence can never retract
[25:44.60]	By this, and this only, we have existed
[25:47.91]	Which is not to be found in our obituaries
[25:50.51]	Or in memories draped by the beneficent spider
[25:53.96]	Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor
[25:56.70]	In our empty rooms
[25:59.69]	DA
[26:01.41]	_I have heard the key
[26:06.25]	Turn in the door once and turn once only
[26:11.6]	We think of the key, each in his prison
[26:14.98]	Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison
[26:19.20]	Only at nightfall, aethereal rumours
[26:23.68]	Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
[26:29.18]	DA
[26:30.90]	Damyata: The boat responded Damyata:
[26:34.56]	Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar
[26:37.90]	The sea was calm, your heart would have responded
[26:41.30]	Gaily, when invited, beating obedient
[26:44.27]	To controlling hands
[26:48.69]	I sat upon the shore
[26:50.48]	Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
[26:54.89]	Shall I at least set my lands in order?
[26:59.2]	London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
[27:06.58]	Poi s' ascose nel foco che gli affina
[27:10.83]	Quando fiam uti chelidon O swallow swallow
[27:19.85]	Le Prince d' Aquitaine à la tour abolie
[27:25.83]	These fragments I have shored against my ruins
[27:31.16]	Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo' s mad againe.
[27:36.59]	Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
[27:44.36]	Shantih shantih shantih

[00:00.0]	荒原
[00:01.98]	一、死者葬礼
[00:05.98]	四月是最残忍的一个月，荒地上
[00:09.30]	长着丁香，把回忆和欲望
[00:12.48]	参合在一起，又让春雨
[00:15.25]	催促那些迟钝的根芽。
[00:18.80]	冬天使我们温暖，大地
[00:20.93]	给助人遗忘的雪覆盖着，又叫
[00:23.84]	枯干的球根提供少许生命。
[00:28.15]	夏天来得出人意外，在下阵雨的时候，
[00:30.97]	来到了斯丹卜基西；我们在柱廊下躲避，
[00:34.19]	等太阳出来又进了霍夫加登，
[00:37.4]	喝咖啡，闲谈了一个小时。
[00:39.93]	我不是俄国人，我从立陶宛来的，是地道的德国人。
[00:45.55]	而且我们小时候住在大公那里
[00:48.39]	我表兄家，他带着我出去滑雪橇，
[00:50.49]	我很害怕。他说，玛丽，
[00:53.57]	玛丽，牢牢揪住。我们就往下冲。
[00:58.76]	在山上，那里你觉得自由。
[01:02.87]	大半个晚上我看书，冬天我到南方。
[01:10.19]	什么树根在抓紧，什么树根从
[01:14.2]	这堆乱石堆里长出？人子啊，
[01:17.96]	你说不出，也猜不到，因为你只知道
[01:21.85]	一堆破烂的偶像，承受着太阳的鞭打
[01:25.66]	枯死的树没有遮荫。蟋蟀的声音也不使人放心，
[01:30.65]	焦石间没有流水的声音。只有
[01:35.86]	这块红石下有影子，
[01:39.53]	请走进这块红石下的影子）
[01:43.34]	我要指点你一件事，它既不像
[01:46.7]	你早起的影子，在你后面迈步；
[01:50.10]	也不像傍晚的，站起身来迎着你；
[01:54.78]	我要给你看恐惧在一把尘土里。
[02:02.64]	风吹得很轻快，
[02:04.80]	吹送我回家去，
[02:06.93]	爱尔兰的小孩，
[02:09.2]	你在哪里逗留？
[02:12.5]	一年前你先给我的是风信子；
[02:15.96]	他们叫我做风信子的女郎”，
[02:20.42]	可是等我们回来，晚了，从风信子的的园里来，
[02:24.41]	你的臂膊抱满，你的头发湿漉，我说不出
[02:28.44]	话，眼睛看不见，我既不是
[02:32.77]	活的，也未曾死，我什么都不知道，
[02:37.6]	望着光亮的中心看时，是一片寂静。
[02:42.20]	荒凉而空虚是那大海。
[02:47.95]	马丹梭梭屈里士，著名的女相士，
[02:51.42]	患了重感冒，可依然是
[02:53.92]	欧罗巴知名的最有智慧的女人，
[02:56.53]	带着一副恶毒的纸牌，这里，她说，
[03:01.8]	是你的一张，那淹死了的腓尼基水手，
[03:05.77]	（这些珍珠就是他的眼睛，看！）
[03:10.23]	这是贝洛多纳，岩石的女主人
[03:14.33]	一个善变的女人。
[03:17.99]	这人带着三根杖，这是“转轮”，
[03:24.96]	这是独眼商人，这张牌上面
[03:29.41]	一无所有，是他背在背上的一种东西。
[03:34.12]	是不准我看见的。我没有找到
[03:40.87]	“那被绞死的人”。怕水里的死亡。
[03:48.61]	我看见成群的人，在绕着圈子走。
[03:55.14]	谢谢你。你看见亲爱的爱奎尔太太的时候
[04:00.72]	就说我自己把天宫图给她带去，
[04:03.67]	这年头人得小心啊。
[04:09.33]	并无实体的城，
[04:11.84]	在冬日破晓的黄昏下，
[04:15.38]	一群人鱼贯地流过伦敦桥，人数是那么多，
[04:19.58]	我没想到死亡毁灭了这许多人。
[04:23.92]	叹息，短促而稀少，吐了出来，
[04:28.6]	人人的眼睛都盯住在自己的脚前。
[04:31.44]	流上山，流下威廉王大街，
[04:34.80]	直到圣马利吴尔诺斯教堂，那里报时的钟声
[04:38.14]	敲着最后的第九下，阴沉的一声。
[04:42.68]	在那里我看见一个熟人，拦住他叫道：“斯代真！”
[04:48.53]	你从前在迈里的船上是和我一起的！
[04:52.26]	去年你种在你花园里的尸首，
[04:55.78]	它发芽了吗？今年会开花吗？
[05:00.24]	还是忽来严霜捣坏了它的花床？
[05:04.6]	叫这狗熊星走远吧，它是人们的朋友，
[05:09.7]	不然它会用它的爪子把它挖掘出来！
[05:12.81]	你！虚伪的读者！——我的同类——我的兄弟！”
[05:26.24]	二、对弈
[05:29.96]	她所坐的椅子，像发亮的宝座
[05:33.10]	在大理石上放光，有一面镜子，
[05:35.87]	座上满刻着结足了果子的藤，
[05:39.17]	还有黄金的小爱神探出头来
[05:41.64]	另外一个把眼睛藏在翅膀背后）
[05:44.23]	使七枝光烛台的火焰加高一倍，
[05:47.67]	桌子上还有反射的光彩
[05:49.91]	缎盒里倾注出的炫目辉煌，
[05:52.45]	是她珠宝的闪光也升起来迎着；
[05:57.23]	在开着口的象牙和彩色玻璃制的
[05:59.83]	小瓶里，暗藏着她那奇异的合成香料——
[06:04.58]	膏状，粉状和液体的——使感觉
[06:09.71]	局促不安，迷惘，被淹没在香味里；受到
[06:14.79]	窗外新鲜空气的微微吹动，这些香气
[06:18.2]	在上升时，使燃烧了很久的烛焰变得肥满，
[06:21.28]	又把烟缕掷上镶板的房顶，
[06:24.15]	使天花板的图案也模糊不清。
[06:27.4]	大片海水浸过的木料洒上铜粉
[06:29.71]	青青黄黄地亮着，四周镶着的五彩石上，
[06:34.44]	又雕刻着的海豚在愁惨的光中游泳。
[06:39.78]	那古旧的壁炉架上展现着一幅
[06:42.50]	犹如开窗所见的田野景物，
[06:45.92]	那是翡绿眉拉变了形，遭到了野蛮国王的
[06:49.57]	强暴：但是在那里那头夜莺
[06:54.48]	她那不容玷辱的声音充满了整个沙漠，
[06:57.84]	她还在叫唤着，世界也还在追逐着，
[07:03.19]	唧唧”唱给脏耳朵听。
[07:07.20]	其他那些时间的枯树根
[07:09.55]	在墙上留下了记认；凝视的人像
[07:13.38]	探出身来，斜倚着，使紧闭的房间一片静寂。
[07:18.40]	楼梯上有人在拖着脚步走。
[07:21.50]	在火光下，刷子下，她的头发
[07:24.71]	散成了火星似的小点子
[07:27.39]	亮成词句，然后又转而为野蛮的沉寂。
[07:34.90]	今晚上我精神很坏。是的，坏。陪着我。
[07:38.81]	跟我说话，为什么总不说话。说啊。
[07:43.13]	你在想什么？想什么？什么？
[07:45.95]	我从不知道你在想什么。想。”
[07:50.85]	我想我们是在老鼠窝里，
[07:53.38]	在那里死人连自己的尸骨都丢得精光。
[07:57.7]	这是什么声音？”
[07:59.68]	风在门下面。
[08:02.21]	“这又是什么声音？风在干什么？”
[08:05.92]	没有，没有什么。
[08:10.60]	“你什么都不知道？什么都没看见？什么都不记得？”
[08:19.39]	我记得
[08:21.4]	那些珍珠是他的眼睛。
[08:25.13]	你是活的还是死的？你的脑子竟没有什么？”
[08:29.31]	可是
[08:30.56]	噢噢噢噢这莎士比亚式的爵士音乐——
[08:34.72]	它是这样文静
[08:36.26]	这样聪明
[08:38.15]	“我现在该做些什么?我该做些什么?
[08:40.73]	我就照现在这样跑出去，走在街上
[08:42.39]	披散着头发，就这样。我们明天该作些什么?
[08:46.92]	“我们究竟该作些什么？”
[08:49.95]	十点钟供开水。
[08:52.48]	如果下雨，四点钟来挂不进雨的汽车。
[08:56.43]	我们也要下一盘棋，
[08:59.2]	按住不知安息的眼睛，等着那一下敲门的声音。
[09:07.35]	丽儿的丈夫退伍的时候，我说——
[09:10.40]	我毫不含糊，我自己就对她说，
[09:13.73]	请快些，时间到了
[09:16.43]	埃尔伯特不久就要回来，你就打扮打扮吧。
[09:20.30]	他也要知道给你镶牙的钱
[09:22.51]	是怎么花的。他给的时候我也在。
[09:27.97]	把牙都拔了吧，丽儿，配一副好的，
[09:31.5]	他说，实在的，你那样子我真看不得。
[09:34.14]	我也看不得，我说，替可怜的埃尔伯特想一想，
[09:37.95]	他在军队里耽了四年，他想痛快痛快，
[09:41.49]	你不让他痛快，有的是别人，我说。
[09:44.31]	啊，是吗，她说。就是这么回事，我说。
[09:48.39]	那我知道该感谢谁了，她说，向我瞪了一眼。
[09:52.43]	请快些，时间到了
[09:55.48]	你不愿意，那就听便吧，我说。
[09:58.4]	你没有可挑的，人家还能挑挑拣拣呢。
[10:00.87]	要是埃尔伯特跑掉了，可别怪我没说。
[10:04.41]	你真不害臊，我说，看上去这么老相。
[10:08.96]	（她还只三十一。）
[10:11.82]	没办法，她说，把脸拉得长长的，
[10:14.41]	是我吃的那药片，为打胎，她说。
[10:18.43]	（她已经有了五个。小乔治差点送了她的命。）
[10:23.20]	药店老板说不要紧，可我再也不比从前了。
[10:27.59]	你真是个傻瓜，我说。
[10:30.79]	得了，埃尔伯特总是缠着你，结果就是如此，我说，
[10:33.94]	不要孩子你干吗结婚?
[10:36.91]	请快些，时间到了
[10:39.49]	说起来了，那天星期天埃尔伯特在家，他们吃滚烫的烤火腿，
[10:42.73]	他们叫我去吃饭，叫我乘热吃——
[10:46.17]	请快些，时间到了
[10:48.3]	请快些，时间到了
[10:50.88]	明儿见，毕尔。明儿见，璐。明儿见，梅。明儿见。
[10:55.98]	再见。明儿见，明儿见。
[11:00.4]	明天见，太太们，明天见，可爱的太太们，明天见，明天见。
[11:11.95]	三、火诫
[11:15.55]	河上树木搭成的蓬帐已破坏：树叶留下的最后手指
[11:19.60]	想抓住什么，又沉落到潮湿的岸边去了。那风
[11:23.9]	吹过棕黄色的大地，没人听见。仙女们已经走了。
[11:28.91]	可爱的泰晤士，轻轻地流，等我唱完了歌。
[11:33.38]	河上不再有空瓶子，加肉面包的薄纸，
[11:36.54]	绸手帕，硬的纸皮匣子，香烟头
[11:40.19]	或其他夏夜的证据。仙女们已经走了。
[11:45.95]	还有她们的朋友，最后几个城里老板们的后代；
[11:49.96]	走了，也没有留下地址。
[11:54.84]	在莱芒湖畔我坐下来饮泣......
[11:58.51]	可爱的泰晤士，轻轻地流，等我唱完了歌，
[12:01.82]	可爱的泰晤士，轻轻地流，我说话的声音不会大，也不会多。
[12:07.7]	可是在我身后的冷风里我听见
[12:10.29]	白骨碰白骨的声音，慝笑从耳旁传开去。
[12:16.71]	一头老鼠轻轻穿过草地
[12:19.93]	在岸上拖着它那粘湿的肚皮
[12:22.38]	而我却在某个冬夜，在一家煤气厂背后
[12:24.96]	在死水里垂钓
[12:28.58]	想到国王我那兄弟的沉舟
[12:31.2]	又想到在他之前的国王，我父亲的死亡。
[12:35.21]	白身躯赤裸裸地在低湿的地上，
[12:38.95]	白骨被抛在一个矮小而干燥的阁楼上，
[12:43.2]	只有老鼠在那里踢来踢去，年复一年。
[12:48.78]	但是在我背后我时常听见
[12:51.66]	喇叭和汽车的声音，将在
[12:55.79]	春天里，把薛维尼送到博尔特太太那里。
[12:59.56]	啊月亮照在博尔特太太
[13:04.1]	和她女儿身上是亮的
[13:06.35]	她们在苏打水里洗脚
[13:11.85]	啊这些孩子们的声音，在教堂里歌唱！
[13:18.50]	吱吱吱
[13:20.76]	唧唧唧唧唧唧
[13:25.49]	受到这样的强暴。
[13:30.11]	铁卢
[13:35.14]	并无实体的城
[13:37.99]	在冬日正午的黄雾下
[13:41.2]	尤吉尼地先生，哪个土麦那商人
[13:43.50]	还没光脸，袋里装满了葡萄干
[13:46.18]	到岸价格，伦敦：见票即付，
[13:49.57]	用粗俗的法语请我
[13:51.93]	在凯能街饭店吃午饭
[13:54.25]	然后在大都会度周末。
[13:58.81]	在那暮色苍茫的时刻，眼与背脊
[14:01.81]	从桌边向上抬时，这血肉制成的引擎在等候
[14:05.78]	像一辆出租汽车颤抖而等候时，
[14:09.56]	我，帖瑞西士，虽然瞎了眼，在两次生命中颤动，
[14:15.76]	年老的男子却有布满皱纹的女性乳房，能在
[14:20.46]	暮色苍茫的时候看见晚上一到都朝着
[14:24.70]	家的方向走去，水手在海上回到家，
[14:28.86]	打字员到喝茶的时候也回了家，打扫早点
[14:33.77]	的残余，点燃了她的炉子，拿出罐头食品。
[14:38.28]	窗外危险地晾着
[14:40.63]	她快要晒干的内衣，给太阳的残光抚摸
[14:45.73]	沙发上堆着（晚上是她的床）
[14:48.79]	袜子，拖鞋，小背心和用以束紧身的内衣。
[14:53.75]	我，帖瑞西士，年老的男子长着皱褶的乳房
[14:57.23]	看到了这段情节，预言了后来的一切——
[15:01.7]	我也在等候那盼望着的客人。
[15:04.87]	他，那长疙瘩的青年到了，
[15:07.98]	一个小公司的职员，一双色胆包天的眼，
[15:12.29]	一个下流家伙，蛮有把握，
[15:14.79]	正像一顶绸帽扣在一个布雷德福的百万富翁头上。
[15:18.25]	时间现在倒是合式，他猜对了，
[15:20.89]	饭已经吃完，她厌倦又疲乏，
[15:24.12]	试着抚摸抚摸她
[15:26.78]	虽说不受欢迎，也没收到责骂。
[15:30.30]	脸也红了，决心也下了，他立即进攻;
[15:33.16]	探险的双手没遇到阻碍；
[15:36.22]	他的虚荣心并不需要报答，
[15:38.93]	还欢迎这种漠然的神情。
[15:42.35]	（我，帖瑞西士，都早就忍受过了，
[15:45.25]	就在这张沙发或床上扮演过的；
[15:48.94]	我，那曾在底比斯的墙下坐过的；
[15:52.26]	又曾在最卑微的死人中走过的。）
[15:55.74]	最后又送上形同施舍似的一吻，
[15:59.57]	他摸着去路，发现楼梯上没有灯……
[16:05.53]	她回头在镜子里照了一下，
[16:08.11]	没大意识到她那已经走了的情人；
[16:11.13]	她的头脑让一个半成形的思想经过：
[16:15.41]	总算玩了事：完了就好。”
[16:20.1]	美丽的女人在堕落的时候，又
[16:23.8]	在她的房里回走，独自
[16:26.64]	她机械地用手抚平了头发，又随手
[16:30.50]	在留声机上放上一张片子。
[16:35.20]	这音乐在水上悄悄从我身旁经过”
[16:39.81]	经过斯特兰徳，直到女王维多利亚街。
[16:43.58]	啊，城啊城，我有时能听见
[16:47.87]	在泰晤士下街的一家酒店旁
[16:50.81]	那悦耳的曼陀铃的哀鸣
[16:53.8]	还有里面的碗盏声，人语声
[16:55.68]	是渔贩子到了中午在休息：那里
[16:59.57]	殉道堂的墙上还有
[17:02.24]	难以言传的伊沃宁的荣华，白的和金黄色的。
[17:09.47]	长河流汗
[17:10.62]	流油与焦油
[17:12.39]	船只漂泊
[17:13.60]	顺着来浪
[17:15.62]	红帆
[17:16.69]	大张
[17:17.34]	顺风而下，在沉重的桅杆上摇摆。
[17:21.66]	船只冲洗
[17:22.91]	漂流的巨木
[17:24.72]	流到格林威治河区
[17:26.47]	经过群犬岛。
[17:29.39]	（译）Weialala leia
[17:35.66]	（译）Wallala leialala
[17:44.80]	伊丽莎白和莱斯特
[17:46.80]	打着浆
[17:48.72]	船尾形成
[17:50.31]	一枚镶金的贝壳
[17:52.0]	红而金亮
[17:54.5]	活泼的波涛
[17:55.34]	使两岸起了细浪
[17:57.42]	西南风
[17:59.13]	带到下游
[18:00.94]	连续的钟声
[18:03.42]	白色的危塔
[18:06.23]	（译）Weialala leia
[18:12.99]	（译）Wallala leialala
[18:21.65]	电车和堆满灰尘的树。
[18:24.90]	海勃里生了我。里奇蒙和邱
[18:28.32]	毁了我。在里其蒙我举起双膝
[18:33.35]	仰卧在独木舟的船底。
[18:37.83]	我的脚在摩尔该，我的心
[18:41.30]	在我的脚下。那件事后
[18:45.50]	他哭了。他答应‘重新做人’。
[18:51.20]	我不作声。我该怨恨什么呢？”
[18:57.47]	在马该沙滩
[19:00.68]	我能够把
[19:01.83]	乌有与乌有连结在一起
[19:04.64]	脏手上破碎的指甲。
[19:09.67]	我们是伙下等人，从不指望
[19:13.91]	.” 什么。”
[19:16.54]	啊呀看哪
[19:23.17]	于是我来到迦太基来了
[19:27.40]	烧啊烧啊烧啊烧啊
[19:35.6]	主啊你把我救拔出来
[19:39.72]	主啊你救拔
[19:45.16]	烧啊
[19:52.91]	四、水里的死亡
[19:56.17]	腓尼基人弗莱巴斯，死了已两星期，
[19:59.56]	忘记了水鸥的鸣叫，深海的浪涛
[20:03.89]	利润与亏损。
[20:06.92]	海下一潮流
[20:08.65]	在悄声剔净他的骨。在他浮上又沉下时
[20:14.56]	他经历了他老年和青年的阶段
[20:17.57]	进入漩涡。
[20:21.6]	外邦人还是犹太人
[20:23.35]	啊你转着舵轮朝着风的方向看的，
[20:27.57]	回顾一下弗莱巴斯，他曾经是和你一样漂亮、高大的。
[20:37.26]	五、雷霆的话
[20:41.83]	火把把流汗的面庞照得通红以后
[20:45.79]	花园里是那寒霜般的沉寂以后
[20:49.76]	经过了岩石地带的悲痛以后
[20:53.19]	又是叫喊又是呼号
[20:55.69]	监狱宫殿和春雷的
[20:58.59]	回响在远山那边震荡
[21:03.35]	他当时是活着的现在是死了
[21:07.24]	我们曾经是活着的现在也快要死了
[21:10.76]	稍带一点耐心
[21:14.53]	这里没有水只有岩石
[21:18.14]	岩石而没有水而有一条沙路
[21:22.50]	那路在上面山里绕行
[21:25.76]	是岩石堆成的山而没有水
[21:29.69]	若还有水我们就会停下来喝了
[21:32.92]	在岩石中间人不能停下或思想
[21:36.65]	汗是干的脚埋在沙土里
[21:40.74]	只要岩石中间有水
[21:44.10]	死了的山满口都是龋齿吐不出一滴水
[21:48.52]	这里的人即不能站也不能躺也不能坐
[21:53.20]	山上甚至连静默也不存在
[21:56.88]	只有枯干的雷没有雨
[22:01.85]	山上甚至连寂寞也不存在
[22:05.55]	只要绛红阴沉的脸在冷笑咆哮
[22:10.25]	在泥干缝猎的房屋的门里出现
[22:14.49]	只要有水
[22:16.4]	而没有岩石
[22:17.86]	若是有岩石
[22:18.88]	也有水
[22:20.94]	有水
[22:22.34]	有泉
[22:24.12]	岩间有小水潭
[22:26.5]	若是只有水的响声
[22:29.9]	不是知了
[22:30.67]	和枯草同唱
[22:33.14]	而是水的声音在岩石上
[22:35.71]	那里有蜂雀类的画眉在松间歌唱
[22:39.23]	点滴点滴滴滴滴
[22:46.59]	可是没有水
[22:51.74]	谁是那个总是走在你身边的第三人？
[22:54.68]	我数的时候，只有你和我一起
[22:57.33]	但是我朝前望那白颜色的路的时候
[22:59.59]	总有另外一个在你身旁走
[23:02.44]	悄悄地行进，裹着棕黄色的大衣，罩着头
[23:06.34]	我不知道他是男人还是女人
[23:10.26]	但是在你另一边的那一个是谁?
[23:15.50]	这是什么声音在高高的天上
[23:18.54]	是慈母悲伤的呢喃声
[23:21.81]	这些带头罩的人群是谁
[23:24.49]	在无边的平原上蜂拥而前，在裂开的土地上蹒跚而行
[23:29.2]	只在那扁平的水平线包围着
[23:32.81]	山的那边是哪一座城市
[23:35.78]	在紫色暮色中开裂、重建又爆炸
[23:40.84]	倾塌着的城楼
[23:42.96]	耶路撒冷雅典亚历山大
[23:47.23]	维也纳伦敦
[23:51.64]	并无实体的
[23:56.17]	一个女人紧紧拉直着她黑长的头发
[23:59.28]	在这些弦上弹拨出低声的音乐
[24:02.40]	长着孩子脸的蝙蝠在紫色的光里
[24:05.61]	嗖嗖地飞扑着翅膀
[24:07.83]	又把头朝下爬上一垛乌黑的墙
[24:10.86]	倒挂在空气里的那些城楼
[24:13.61]	敲着引起回忆的钟，报告时刻
[24:17.36]	还有声音在空的水池、干的井里歌唱
[24:25.10]	在山间那个坏损的洞里
[24:28.66]	在幽黯的月光下，草儿在倒塌的
[24:32.22]	坟墓上唱歌，至于教堂
[24:37.17]	则是一个空的教堂，仅仅是风的家。
[24:42.39]	它没有窗子，门是摆动着的，
[24:47.35]	枯骨伤害不了人。
[24:50.83]	只有一只公鸡站在屋脊上
[24:54.13]	咯咯喔喔咯咯喔喔
[24:59.33]	刷的来了一炷闪电。然后是一阵湿风
[25:03.91]	带来了雨
[25:06.93]	恒河水位下降了，那些疲软的叶子
[25:10.24]	在等着雨来，而乌黑的浓云
[25:13.90]	在远处集合在喜马望山上。
[25:18.87]	丛林在静默中供着背蹲伏着。
[25:23.95]	然后雷霆说了话
[25:27.65]	（译）DA
[25:29.77]	（译）Datta:我们给了些什么?
[25:35.9]	我的朋友，热血震动着我的心
[25:38.46]	这片刻之间献身的非凡勇气
[25:41.30]	是一个谨慎的时代永远不能收回的
[25:44.60]	就凭这一点，也只有这一点，我们是存在了
[25:47.91]	这是我们的讣告里找不到的
[25:50.51]	不会在慈祥的蛛网批盖着的回忆里
[25:53.96]	也不会在瘦瘦的律师拆开的密封下
[25:56.70]	在我们空空的屋子里
[25:59.69]	（译）DA
[26:01.41]	（译）Dayadhvam:我听见那钥匙
[26:06.25]	在门里转动了一次，只转动了一次
[26:11.6]	我们想到这把钥匙，各人在自己的监狱里
[26:14.98]	想着这把钥匙，各人守着一座监狱
[26:19.20]	只在黄昏的时候，世外传来的声音
[26:23.68]	才使一个已经粉碎了的柯里欧莱纳思一度重生
[26:29.18]	（译）DA
[26:30.90]	那条船欢快地
[26:34.56]	作出反应，顺着那使帆用桨老练的手
[26:37.90]	海是平静的，你的心也会欢快地
[26:41.30]	作出反应，在受到邀请时，会随着
[26:44.27]	引导着的双手而跳动
[26:48.69]	我坐在岸上
[26:50.48]	垂钓，背后是那片干旱的草原
[26:54.89]	我应否至少把我的田地收拾好?
[26:59.2]	伦敦桥塌下来了塌下来了塌下来了
[27:06.58]	然后，他就隐身在炼他们的火里，
[27:10.83]	我什么时候才能象燕子——啊，燕子，燕子，
[27:19.85]	阿基坦的王子在塔楼里受到废黜
[27:25.83]	这些片段我用以支撑我的断垣残壁
[27:31.16]	那么我就照办吧。希罗尼母又发疯了。
[27:36.59]	舍己为人。同情。克制。
[27:44.36]	平安。平安。平安。

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