Haunting images from The Love Song...
"And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair—
[They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”]
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin—
[They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”]"
Yikes. To me, these couple of lines basically symbolize growing old to the point of no return. Eliot uses a few words that send chills down my spine, like descend and thin. This quote really puts an image in my head of a thin, balding old man, who has to way to turn back the years he has lost. People gossip about him and he just casts a blind eye to it. It makes me not want to ever grow old, because there is the possibility I will become like this: A love-lost old man, shunned in the eyes of society, who has lost all he has and will never be able to reclaim it.