Exploring The Waste Land
A cross reference page linked from The Waste Land, Part 379
Cross reference topics for line 379
And bats with baby faces in the violet light
There are multiple cross reference topics for line 379. Choose from:
- Use of alliteration
- Not so cuddly animals
Alliteration - Al-lit-`er-a-tion, noun:
The repetition of the same letter at the beginning of two or
more words immediately succeeding each other"," or at short
intervals; as in the following lines:
Behemoth, biggest born of earth, upheaved His vastness.
Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields.
The recurrence of the same letter in accented parts
of words is also called alliteration. Anglo-Saxon
poetry is characterized by alliterative meter of this sort. Later
poets also employed it.
In a somer seson whan soft was the sonne,
I shope me in shroudes as I a shepe were.
-- P. Plowman
Please excuse me. There are some things in here that are not alliteration.
I need some time to clean up.
Atter & Ma:
F and Ph:
S sounds again:
Ms and Hs:
See the following lines:
This includes mentions of the time of day and also
references to the passing of time.
- 1) April is the cruellest month, breeding
- 11) And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
- 18) I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
- 28) Your shadow at morning striding behind you
- 29) Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
- 61) Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
- 67) To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
- 68) With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
- 104) And other withered stumps of time
- 133) 'With my hair down, so. What shall we do to-morrow?
- 135) The hot water at ten.
- 136) And if it rains, a closed car at four.
- 141) HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
- 148) He's been in the army four years, he wants a good time,
- 152) HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
- 157) (And her only thirty-one.)
- 165) HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
- 168) HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
- 169) HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
- 170) Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight.
- 171) Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight.
- 172) Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
- 173) The river's tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf
- 179) Or other testimony of summer nights. The nymphs are departed.
- 185) But at my back in a cold blast I hear
- 190) On a winter evening round behind the gashouse
- 195) Rattled by the rat's foot only, year to year.
- 196) But at my back from time to time I hear
- 208) Under the brown fog of a winter noon
- 214) Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
- 215) At the violet hour, when the eyes and back
- 220) At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives
- 225) Her drying combinations touched by the sun's last rays,
- 226) On the divan are piled (at night her bed)
- 243) (And I Tiresias have foresuffered all
- 253) When lovely woman stoops to folly and
- 263) Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
- 312) Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
- 316) Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
- 317) He passed the stages of his age and youth
- 322) After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
- 323) After the frosty silence in the gardens
- 324) After the agony in stony places
- 328) He who was living is now dead
- 329) We who were living are now dying
- 330) With a little patience
- 379) And bats with baby faces in the violet light
- 383) Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
- 386) In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
- 404) Which an age of prudence can never retract
- 415) Only at nightfall, aetherial rumours
- 416) Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
See the following lines (hyacinths and lilacs are included here");:
Exploring The Waste Land
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File date: Sunday, September 29, 2002