What, then, is the Waste Land?
It is the land where myth is patterned by authority, not emergent from life; where there is no poet's eye to see, no adventure to be lived, where all is set for all and forever: Utopia! Again, it is the land where poets languish and priestly spirits thrive, whose task, it is only to repeat, enforce, and elucidate cliches.
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