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By T. S. Eliot   
Wednesday, 15 August 2012

Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,   
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep seas swell   
      And the profit and loss.   
A current under sea   
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell   
He passed the stages of his age and youth   
Entering the whirlpool.   
      Gentile or Jew   
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,   
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.

 

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