直到圣玛丽·乌尔诺教堂，在那里

    大钟正沉沉桥着九点的最后一响。

    那儿我遇到一个熟人，喊住他道：

    “史太森！你记得我们在麦来船上！

    去年你种在你的花园里的尸首，

    它发芽了吗？今年能开花吗？

    还是突然霜冻搅乱了它的花床？

    哦，千万把狗撵开，那是人类之友，

    不然他会用爪子又把它掘出来！

    你呀，伪善的读者——我的同类，我的兄弟！”

    "NamSibyllamquidemCumisegoipseoculismeis

    vidiinampullapecumillipueridit:

    Sibyllatitheleis;respoilla:apothahelo."

    I.THEBURIALOFTHEDEAD

    Aprilisthecruellestmonth,breeding

    Lilacsoutofthedeadland,mixing

    Memoryanddesire,stirring

    Dullrootswithspringrain.

    Winterkeptuswarm,c

    Earthinfetfulsnow,feeding

    Alittlelifewithdriedtubers.

    Summersurprisedus,iheStarnbergersee

    Withashowerofraioppedinthenade,

    Aoninsunlight,intotheHofgarten,

    Anddrankcoffee,andtalkedforanhour.

    BingarkeineRussin,stammausLitauedeutsch.

    Anderechildren,stayingatthearchdukes,

    Mycousiookmeoutonasled,

    AndIwasfrightened.Hesaid,Marie,

    Marie,holdontight.Anddoent.

    Inthemountains,thereyoufeelfree.

    Iread,muchofthenight,andgosouthier.

    Whataretherootsthatclutch,whatbranchesgrow

    Outofthisstonyrubbish?Sonofman,

    Youotsay,uess,foryouknowonly

    Aheapofbrokenimages,wherethesus,

    Andthedeadtreegiveser,thecriorelief,

    Andthedrystonenosoundofwater.Only

    Thereisshadowuhisredrock,

    (eiheshadowofthisredrock),

    AndIwillshowyousomethingdifferentfromeither

    Yourshadowatmstridingbehindy