Rhapsody on a Windy Night - Twelve o'clock Twelve o'clock - The Academy of American Poets is the largest membership-based nonprofit organization fostering an appreciation for contemporary poetry and supporting American poets. A solitary speaker walks down the street. You will write, at any rate. An Animation of the Poem Detailed explanations, analysis, and citation info for every important quote on LitCharts. Beats like a fatalistic drum, Eliot, the 1948 winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature, is one of the giants of modern literature, highly distinguished as a poet, literary critic, dramatist, and editor and publisher. My smile falls heavily among the bric-à-brac. La lune ne garde aucune rancune, Have a specific question about this poem? The lamp hummed: The poem is set in a city during a period from midnight to four in the morning. Then sit for half an hour and drink our bocks. Stiff and white. To find a friend who has these qualities, Who has, and gives Those qualities upon which friendship lives. 44An old crab with barnacles on his back. The secret of its skeleton, 61That cross and cross across her brain.". An old crab with barnacles on his back, 39Slipped out and pocketed a toy that was running along the quay. "Memory" in Cats Eliot ‘ Rhapsody on a Windy Night’ by T.S. A Reading by Jeremy Irons II Now that lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room And twists one in his fingers while she talks. The poem ends with its speaker arriving home with the prospect of the next day feeling like the "last twist of the knife"—perhaps the ultimate insult, to have to get ready for the day ahead despite the creeping sense that life lacks any purpose or meaning. The words are listed in the order in which they appear in the poem. And cigarettes in corridors Its divisions and precisions. 35"Remark the cat which flattens itself in the gutter, 37And devours a morsel of rancid butter.". That smells of dust and old Cologne, (including. Here is the number on the door. "I have been wondering frequently of late (But our beginnings never know our ends!) Eliot. Is torn and stained with sand, As a madman shakes a dead geranium. And devours a morsel of rancid butter." Instant downloads of all 1372 LitChart PDFs Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance— Well! She smoothes the hair of the grass. I myself can hardly understand. A broken spring in a factory yard, Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon You have the scene arrange itself—as it will seem to do— With "I have saved this afternoon for you"; And four wax candles in the darkened room, Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead, An atmosphere of Juliet's tomb Prepared for all the things to be said, or left unsaid. ". The street lamp said, I keep my countenance, I remain self-possessed Except when a street piano, mechanical and tired Reiterates some worn-out common song With the smell of hyacinths across the garden Recalling things that other people have desired. "Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know What life is, you who hold it in your hands"; (Slowly twisting the lilac stalks) "You let it flow from you, you let it flow, And youth is cruel, and has no remorse And smiles at situations which it cannot see." I shall sit here, serving tea to friends..." I take my hat: how can I make a cowardly amends For what she has said to me? Rhapsody on a Windy Night Summary & Analysis. 16The street lamp said, "Regard that woman, 17Who hesitates towards you in the light of the door, 31Rust that clings to the form that the strength has left. — A wide range of resources, featuring work by and about T.S. Which opens on her like a grin. You are invulnerable, you have no Achilles' heel. The street lamp sputtered, You have the key, But what have I, but what have I, my friend, To give you, what can you receive from me? The reminiscence comes A Greek was murdered at a Polish dance, Another bank defaulter has confessed. you are not blind! Memory! I smile, of course, And go on drinking tea. The street lamp said, "Regard that woman It was written in 1911, around the time Eliot was studying at the Sorbonne in Paris. Twelve o'clock. Every street lamp that I pass Other Poems and Related Essays The memory throws up high and dry In 1910 and 1911, while still a college student, he wrote “The Love Song... Who hesitates towards you in the light of the door, Rust that clings to the form that the strength has left. The original text plus a side-by-side modern translation of. Slipped out and pocketed a toy that was running along the quay. A crowd of twisted things; I could see nothing behind that child's eye. It was written in 1911, around the time Eliot was studying at the Sorbonne in Paris. Smells of chestnuts in the streets, Details in this poem- including the sight of the street- lamps, the woman in the doorway, the smells, the memories- are derived from the novel Babu de Montparnasse (1898) by Charles- Louis Philippe.