T.S. Eliot reads his own poem that you can listen to here. The story of the three kings that set off in the night to bring presents to a new-born baby. Melchior, Casper, and Balthazar offered gold, frankincense, and myrrh. I must say I prefer the poems of the “Old Possum Book of Practical Cats” or the version of this poem read by Hugh Laurie…so much sexier.
“This: were we led all that way for
Birth or Death ? There was a Birth, certainly,
We had evidence and no doubt.
I had seen birth and death,
But had thought they were different; this Birth was
Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.”