T.S. Eliot


October 31, 2011 by Ville Raivio

“I grow old … I grow old…

I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind?

Do I dare to eat a peach?

I shall wear white flannel trousers,

and walk upon the beach.

I have heard the mermaids singing,

each to each.”

-T.S. Eliot


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