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Thomas Stearns Eliot (T. S.)

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These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo's mad againe.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Shantih shantih shantih
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The final lines of the poem.

 
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