![]() King rules or barons rule We have suffered various oppression, But mostly we are left to our own devices, And we are content if we are left alone. Seven years and the summer is over Seven years since the Archbishop left us, He who was always kind to his people.īut it would not be well if he should return. Who has stretched out his hand to the fire and remembered the Saints at All Hallows, Remembered the martyrs and saints who wait?Īnd who shall Stretch out his hand to the fire, and deny his master who shall be warm By the fire, and deny his master? About Press Copyright Contact us Creators Advertise Developers Terms Privacy Policy & Safety How YouTube works Test new features NFL Sunday Ticket Press Copyright. The New Year waits, destiny waits for the coming. While the laborer kicks off a muddy boot and stretches his hand to the fire. The New Year waits, breathes, waits, whispers in the darkness. ![]() Since golden October declined into Sobre November And the apples were gathered and stored, and the land became brown sharp points of death in a waste of water and mud. Some presage of an act Which our eyes are compelled to witness has forced our feet Towards the cathedral. There is no danger For us, and there is no safety in the cathedral. Eliot’s play Murder in the Cathedral, written for and performed at the Cathedral of Canterbury in 1935. ![]() ![]() What danger can be For us, the poor, the poor women of Canterbury? what tribulation With which we are not already familiar? This article discusses the relationship between the divine and the human, as it appears in T.S. Are we drawn by danger? Is it the knowledge of safety, that draws our feet Towards the cathedral? ![]() Here let us stand, close by the cathedral. ![]()
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