Dawn (2) 1944

“... Far apart
From the dead best, the dear and old delight;
Thrown down your dreams!...”

“... Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
... Remember us – if at all – not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men...”

“... Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow...”