.
Only by the form, the pattern,
Can words or music reach
The stillness, as a Chinese jar still
Moves perpetually in its stillness.
T. S. Eliot
Four Quartets
Briunt Norton
Can words or music reach
The stillness, as a Chinese jar still
Moves perpetually in its stillness.
T. S. Eliot
Four Quartets
Briunt Norton
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‘Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard’ by Thomas Gray
Full many a flow'r is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
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