The best lack all conviction; while the worst are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand. Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming!
Hardly are those words out when a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi troubles my sight: Somewhere in sands of the desert a shape with lion body and the head of a man, a gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, is moving its slow thighs; while all about it reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know that twenty centuries of stony sleep were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle. And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
"THE SECOND COMING"-WB Yeats
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