Poetry Friday: The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot (lines 35-41)

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"You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;
They called me the hyacinth girl."
- 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.

- selected lines from The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot

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