Deletion of Stanzas
Here, there was another stanza that spoke of Fresca, and Pound slashed through it in pen. To read it, you must access the facsimile and transcript of The Waste Land.
The only two lines that remain from this stanza are:
"But at my back in a cold blast I hear
The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread ear to ear."(Eliot 185-6).
This website the work of Abigail L. Bunting
The only two lines that remain from this stanza are:
"But at my back in a cold blast I hear
The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread ear to ear."(Eliot 185-6).
This website the work of Abigail L. Bunting