He was... a good man.
Such deathbed reflections are amends enough, for me. I read stories about people who have done far worse deeds, and show no remorse when they die. Right or wrong, I guess the unrepentant have their reasons, too.
The final stanza below may be the most quoted of all of T.S Eliot's poetry:
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
FIN
Last edited by Taras B; 23rd Apr 2012 at 09:37.