IV
Time and the bell have buried the day,
The black cloud carries the sun away.
Will the sunflower turn to us, will the clematis
Stray down, bend to us; tendril and spray
Clutch and cling?
Chill
Fingers of yew be curled
Down on us? After the kingfisher's wing
Has answered light to light, and is silent, the light is still
At the still point of the turning world.
1 comment:
I made the connection between the Carthusian motto and the line from Eliot, too. His immediate source was a sermon by Lancelot Andrewes, but I wonder whether Andrewes was aware of the earlier use. For that matter, I wouldn't be surprised if Eliot knew of it, too, given the prominence of the Carthusians in English church history. Do you know any more about it?
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