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Quotation by T.S. Eliot
There are flood and drouth Over the eyes and in the mouth, Dead water and dead sand Contending for the upper hand. The parched eviscerate soil Gapes at the vanity of toil, Laughs without mirth. This is the death of the earth.
T.S. (Thomas Stearns) Eliot (1888–1965), Anglo-American poet, critic. Little Gidding, pt. 2, Four Quartets.
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