T. S. Eliot’s Journey of the Magi

A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For a journey, and such a long journey: The ways deep and the weather sharp, The very dead of winter.' And the camels galled, sore-footed, refractory, Lying down in the melting snow. There were times we regretted The summer palaces on … Continue reading T. S. Eliot’s Journey of the Magi