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Legends of the Bedu
We shall not cease from exploration/
And the end of all our exploring/
Will be to arrive where we started/
And know the place for the first time./
Through the unknown, unremembered gate/
When the last of earth left to discover/
Is that which was the beginning;/
At the source of the longest river/
The voice of the hidden waterfall/
And the children in the apple-tree/
Not known, because not looked for/
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness/
Between two waves of the sea./
Quick now, here, now, always—/
A condition of complete simplicity/
(Costing not less than everything)/
And all shall be well and/
All manner of thing shall be well/
When the tongues of flame are in-folded/
Into the crowned knot of fire/
And the fire and the rose are one.
T S Eliot, Little Gidding, Four Quartets
