And pray that I may forget
These matters that with myself I too much discuss
Too much explain
Because I do not hope to turn again
Let these words answer
For what is done, not to be done again
May the judgement not be too heavy upon us

Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will
Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still.

T. S. Eliot

T. S. Eliot

American poet

26 September 1888 — 4 January 1965

Ash Wednesday (poem)

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Submitted by: Fox1

Time of publication: March 12, 2012

Length: 448 characters

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