ThomasStearnsEliot
ToWhomIowetheleapingdelight,
Thatquickensmysensesinourwakingtime,
Andtherhythmthatgovernstheresponseofoursleepingtime,
Thebreathinginunison.
Ofloverswhosebodiessmellofeachother,
Whothinkthesamethoughtswithoutneedofspeech,
Andbabblethespeechwithoutneedofmeaning.
Nopeevishwinterwindshallchill,
Nosullentropicsunshallwither,
Therosesintherose-gardenwhichisoursandoursonly.
Butthisdedicationisforotherstoread:
Theseareprivatewordsaddressedtoyouinpublic.
