There is no more authoritative collection of the poetry that Eliot himself wished to preserve than this volume, published two years before his death in 1965.
Poet, dramatist, critic, and editor, T. S. Eliot was one of the defining figures of twentieth-century poetry. This edition of Collected Poems 1909-1962 includes The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock along with Four Quartets, The Waste Land, and several other poems.
|Publisher:||Houghton Mifflin Harcourt|
|Edition description:||First Edition|
|Product dimensions:||6.12(w) x 9.25(h) x 1.03(d)|
|Age Range:||14 - 18 Years|
About the Author
THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT was born in St Louis, Missouri, in 1888. He moved to England in 1914 and published his first book of poems in 1917. He received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1948. Eliot died in 1965.
Table of Contents
|The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock||3|
|Portrait of a Lady||8|
|Rhapsody on a Windy Night||16|
|Morning at the Window||19|
|The Boston Evening Transcript||20|
|La Figlia che Piange||26|
|Burbank with a Baedeker: Bleistein with a Cigar||32|
|A Cooking Egg||36|
|Melange Adultere de Tout||39|
|Lune de Miel||40|
|Dans le Restaurant||43|
|Whispers of Immortality||45|
|Mr. Eliot's Sunday Morning Service||47|
|Sweeney Among the Nightingales||49|
|The Waste Land--1922||51|
|I.||The Burial of the Dead||53|
|II.||A Game of Chess||56|
|III.||The Fire Sermon||60|
|IV.||Death by Water||65|
|V.||What the Thunder Said||66|
|Notes on 'The Waste Land'||70|
|The Hollow Men--1925||77|
|I.||Because I do not hope to turn again||85|
|II.||Lady, three white leopards sat under a juniper-tree||87|
|III.||At the first turning of the second stair||89|
|IV.||Who walked between the violet and the violet||90|
|V.||If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent||92|
|VI.||Although I do not hope to turn again||94|
|Journey of the Magi--1927||99|
|A Song for Simeon--1928||101|
|The Cultivation of Christmas Trees--1954||107|
|Fragment of a Prologue||111|
|Fragment of an Agon||118|
|II.||Difficulties of a Statesman||127|
|Eyes that last I saw in tears||133|
|The wind sprang up at four o'clock||134|
|I.||Lines to a Persian Cat||135|
|II.||Lines to a Yorkshire Terrier||135|
|III.||Lines to a Duck in the Park||136|
|IV.||Lines to Ralph Hodgson Esqre||136|
|V.||Lines for Cuscuscaraway and Mirza Murad Ali Beg||137|
|IV.||Rannoch, by Glencoe||141|
|Lines for an Old Man||143|
|Choruses From 'the Rock'--1934||145|
|I.||The Eagle soars in the summit of Heaven||147|
|II.||Thus your fathers were made||152|
|III.||The Word of the Lord came unto me, saying||155|
|IV.||There are those who would build the Temple||158|
|V.||O Lord, deliver me from the man of excellent intention and impure heart||159|
|VI.||It is hard for those who have never known persecution||160|
|VII.||In the beginning God created the world||162|
|VIII.||O Father we welcome your words||165|
|IX.||Son of Man, behold with thine eyes, and hear with thine ears||167|
|X.||You have seen the house built, you have seen it adorned||169|
|The Dry Salvages--1941||191|
|Defense of the Islands||213|
|A Note on War Poetry||215|
|To the Indians Who Died in Africa||217|
|To Walter de la Mare||219|
|A Dedication to My Wife||221|
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
There isn't much to say about this collection, except that you should own it. T.S. Eliot is too well-known and established to need any defense or justification. All I can think of to add is that it's important to read these poems, at least the longer ones, out loud. They have rhythmic and liturgical qualities that can't be fully appreciated otherwise. This is especially true of "Ash Wednesday," my personal favorite.
T.S Eliot is my favorite poet of those that I have read so far. This collection has very few duds, and The Waste Land and Prufrock are amongst the best poems ever written in English. A hidden gem is Whispers of Immortality which has the fantastic lines 'the couched Brazilian Jaguar, compels the scampering marmoset, with subtle effluence of cat, Grishkin has a mainsonette' The man was in my opinion a genius with words.
I don't care what you say, he's still the best Poet in our lifetime, plagiarist or not. This dude has some seriously correct Syntactic Flavor, doggies. He could write about cellulite and raping kittens and I'd still like it.
Eliot is my sometimes-favorite poet. I return to this book often, especially for Prufrock and Ash Wednesday. Some of these poems are goofy, and some are not so good, but Eliot was a brilliant poet and this book is definitely one to keep close at hand.
Eliot completely captures the imagination and takes it on wonderful journeys.
How can you really ever go wrong with Eliot? What a wonderful collection! If I were to be rocketed to another planet tomorrow and could only bring one book with me, this would be the one...
I love Eliot's work and it's nice to have the highlights in one place.