The Second Coming

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    <strong>The Sed ing</strong>

    TURNING and turning in <cite>藏书网</cite>the widening gyre

    The fal ot hear the faler;

    Things fall apart; the tre ot hold;

    Mere anarchy is l<u></u>oosed upon the world,

    The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

    The ceremony of innoce is drowned;

    The best lack all vi, while the worst

    Are full of passioensity.

    Surely some revelation is at hand;

    Surely the Sed ing is at hand.

    The Sed ing! Hardly are those words out

    When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi

    Troubl<cite>９9lｉｂ.</cite>es my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert

    A shape with lion body and the head of a man,

    A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,

    Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it

    Reel shadows of the indigna birds.

    The darkness drops again; but now I know

    That twenty turies of st<tt>9９lib?t>ony sleep

    Were vexed to nightmare by a rog cradle,

    And what rough beast, its hour e round at last,

    Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

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