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T. S. Eliot and The Waste Land The Overwhelming
Questions
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T. S. Eliot Age 19
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Eliot on March 6, 1950 Time (Time for Dec. 8,
1998--100 Most Influential of 20th C.)
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St. Louis Home, Westminster St.
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Washington University William Greenleaf Eliot
Co-Founder 1853
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PRUFROCK - LITT0N CO. Manufacturers as Well as
Dealers in All Kinds of FURNITURE
Exclusively Fourth and St. Charles TELS. BELL,
OLIVE 3930 KINLOCH, CENT. 7645 St. Louis
Business Guide (1920)
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Harvard Education (Charles W. Eliot President
18691909 Editor of Dr. Eliot's Five Foot
Shelf of Great Books) Undergrad 1906-10 (Greek,
Latin, French) Sorbonne (Paris)
1910-11 Harvard Philosophy Grad
1911-14 (Studies Sanskrit) Post-Grad
Fellowship Germany England 1914-15
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sceptic, with a taste for mysticism --Eeldrop
and Appleplex (story, 1917) Note to The Waste
Land, l. 412 (We think of the key, each in his
prison) My external sensations are no less
private to myself than are my thoughts or my
feelings. . . . the whole world for each is
peculiar and private to that soul. --F. H.
Bradley, Appearance and Reality
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Personal Crisis an aboulie and emotional
derangement which has been a life long
affliction. (Letter 1921) Conflict with
family Desire to be a poet
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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (Composed
1910-11, Published 1915) An Overwhelming
Question How should I presume? Do I dare, and
do I dare? It is impossible to say just what I
mean! I am no prophet--and here's no great
matter No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was
meant to be
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Vivien Haigh-Wood Marriage June 1915 Separation
1933
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Personal Background Depression Family
Conflict Failed Marriage Overwork (Health
Insurance) (Foreign Dept. Lloyds Bank,
1917-25) Social Background World War I
1914-18 Post War Economic Depression
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Casualties in World War I 1914-1918 (Not
including Amputees, Shell Shocked Gassed
Veterans) Total estimated loss of life 62
million people. Military Casualties British
Empire 942,135 France
1,368,000 Germany
1,935,000 United States
116,516 Influenza Epidemic Est. 50 million

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Rheims Cathedral, France, 1914-
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Waste Land Road to Guillemont August 1916
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Waste Land Osttaverne Wood
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Waste Land Verdun
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To Jean Verdenal, 1889-1915 mort aux
Dardanelles (131,000 British and French soldiers
killed, 262,000 wounded.)
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MODERNISM Break from the Past Discontinuity or
break of humanity from History World War
I God / Nature (Nietzsche, Darwin)
Society--alienation (Marx) The Self-- creature
of unconscious drives (Nietzsche,
FreudgtPrufrock)
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Virginia Woolf on The Waste Land Diary, Dec.
15,1922 He sang it chanted it rhymed it . .
. Great beauty and force of phrase . . . . What
connects it, Im not so sure.
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Original Title of The Waste Land He Do the
Police in Different Voices (Charles Dickens
Novel Reader of Police News Reports) Cubist
Perspective, or Centers of Consciousness Surreali
sm
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Picasso, Still Life with Chair-Caning (1912)
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Salvador Dali, Metamorphosis of Narcissus (1937)
Salvador Dali, Narcissus (1937)
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Voices in The Waste Land The Prophet (Urban
Wasteland) The Quester (Grail of
Meaning) Compare Prufrock Overwhelming
Question I Am No Prophet
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April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out
of the dead land . . . . (1-2) (Prologue
to The Canterbury Tales (Whan that Aprille with
his shoures soote)
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(Come in under the shadow of this red rock), And
I will show you something different from
either Your shadow at morning striding
behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to
meet you I will show you fear in a handful of
dust. (26-30) (Ezekiel, Ecclesiastes,
Isaiah)
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(And I Tiresias have foresuffered all Enacted on
the same divan or bed I who have sat by Thebes
below the wall And walked among the lowest of the
dead.) (123-26) n. 218. Tiresias . . . is
yet the most important personage in the poem,
uniting all the rest. . . . What Tiresias sees,
in fact, is the substance of the poem. (Oedipus
Rex, The Odyssey)
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Death by Water Gentile or Jew You who turn
the wheel and look to windward Consider Phlebas,
who was once handsome and tall as
you. (319-21) Death of Jean Verdenal?
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--Yet when we came back, late, from the
hyacinth garden, Your arms full and your
hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed,
I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew
nothing Looking into the heart of light, the
silence. (39-41) (Dante's Paradiso, XII,
28 Woolfs moment)
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A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many I had
not thought death had undone so many . . . And
each man fixed his eyes before his feet. Flowed
up the hill and down King William Street, To
where St. Mary Woolnoth kept the hours With a
dead sound on the final stroke of
nine. (62-63) Mark 1533-35 And, about the
ninth hour, Jesus cried out . . . . . . "My God!,
My God!, Why hast Thou forsaken Me?"
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Big Ben Strikes in Mrs. Dalloway and Jacob s
Room
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A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many I had
not thought death had undone so many . . .
. There I saw one I knew, and stopped him,
crying, Stetson! You who were with me in
the ships at Mylae! That corpse you planted last
year in your garden Has it begun to
sprout? Will it bloom this year? (62-63,
69-72) (Inferno 3.55-57 Mylae, Second Punic
War, 260 BCE)
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O City city, I can sometimes hear Beside a public
bar in Lower Thames Street The pleasant whining
of a mandoline And a clatter and a chatter from
within Where fishmen lounge at noon where the
walls Of Magnus Martyr hold Inexplicable splendor
of Ionian white and gold. (259-65)
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Here is no water but only rock Rock and no water
and the sandy road The road winding above among
the mountains . . . . If there were water
we should stop and drink Amongst the rock one
cannot stop or think Sweat is dry and feet are in
the sand . . . . (189-92)
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Who is the third that walks always beside
you? When I count, there are only you and I
together But when I look ahead up the white
road There is always another on walking beside
you Gliding wrapt in a brown mantel, hooded I do
not know whether a man or a woman --But who is
that on the other side of you? Luke 24, 13-35
Journey to Emmaus (360-66)
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In this decayed hole among the mountains In the
faint moonlight, the grass is singing Over the
tumbled graves, about the chapel There is the
empty chapel, only the winds home It has no
windows, and the door swings Dry bones can harm
no one. (386-90)
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Dayadhvam I have heard the key Turn in the door
once and turn once only We think of the key, each
in his prison . . . (412-14) N. 402
Upanishads (Sanskrit), sympathize
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I sat upon the shore Fishing, with the arid
plain behind me Shall I at least set my lands in
order? . . . These fragments I have shored
against my ruins . . . Shantih shantih sha
ntih (412-35) N. 434 Upanishads
(Sanskrit), Peace
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Conversion to Anglo-Catholicism 1927 British
Citizen 1927 Death of Vivien Eliot 1947 Nobel
Prize 1948 Marriage to Valerie Fletcher 1957
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Little Gidding, Huntingdonshire
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East Coker
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Eliots Grave
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Little Gidding (1942), from Four Quartets
(1943) If you came this way, Taking any route,
starting from anywhere, At any time or at any
season . . . . You are here to kneel Where
prayer has been valid. . . .
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Little Gidding And what the dead had no
speech for, when living, They can tell you,
being dead the communication Of the dead
is tongued with fire beyond the language of
the living.
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