And the fullfed beast shall kick the empty pail.
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
T. S. Eliot, Little Gidding
she leaves only good wishes behind
And the fullfed beast shall kick the empty pail.
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
T. S. Eliot, Little Gidding
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