April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Thomas Stearns Eliot, The Waste Land, 1922
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