Cross reference topics for line 68

With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.

There are multiple cross reference topics for line 68. Choose from:

1. Mentions of bells
2. Death
3. Music, songs and singing
4. Sounds
5. Time

Topic: Mentions of bells

• 68)  With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
  
• 288)   The peal of bells
  
• 383)  Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
  

Topic: Death

• I)  The Burial of the Dead
  
  
• 2)  Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
  
  
• 23)  And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
  
  
• 40)  Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
  
  
• 47)  Is your card, the drowned Phoenician Sailor,
  
  
• 55)  The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
  
  
• 63)  I had not thought death had undone so many.
  
  
• 68)  With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
  
  
• 70)  'You who were with me in the ships at Mylae!
  
  
• 71)  'That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
  
  
• 116)  Where the dead men lost their bones.
  
  
• 125)  Those are pearls that were his eyes.
  
  
• 126)  'Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?'
  
  
• 160)  (She's had five already, and nearly died of young George.)
  
  
• 172)  Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
  
  
• 191)  Musing upon the king my brother's wreck
  
  
• 192)  And on the king my father's death before him.
  
  
• 246)  And walked among the lowest of the dead.)
  
  
• 312)  Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
  
  
• 328)  He who was living is now dead
  329)  We who were living are now dying
  
• 339)  Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit
  
  
• 387)  Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel
  
  
• 406)  Which is not to be found in our obituaries
  
  
• 416)  Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus
  
  

Topic: Music, songs and singing

• 31)   Frisch weht der Wind
  32)   Der Heimat zu.
  33)   Mein Irisch Kind,
  34)   Wo weilest du?
  
  
• 42)  Oed' und leer das Meer.
  
  
• 101)  Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
  102)  And still she cried, and still the world pursues,
  103)  'Jug Jug' to dirty ears.
  
  
• 128)  O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag--
  129)  It's so elegant
  130)  So intelligent
  
  
• 176)  Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song.
  
  
• 183)  Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
  
  
• 199)  O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter
  200)  And on her daughter
  201)  They wash their feet in soda water
  
  
• 202)  Et, O ces voix d'enfants, chantant dans la coupole!
  
  
• 203)  Twit twit twit
  204)  Jug jug jug jug jug jug
  205)  So rudely forc'd.
  206)  Tereu
  
  
• 253)  When lovely woman stoops to folly and
  Is an allusion to a song
  
  
• 256)  And puts a record on the gramophone.
  
  
• 257)  'This music crept by me upon the waters'
  
  
• 261)  The pleasant whining of a mandoline
  
  
• 277)   Weialala leia
  278)   Wallala leialala
  
  
• 290)   Weialala leia
  
• 291)   Wallala leialala
  
  
• 306)   la la
  
  
• 356)   Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
  
  
• 357)   Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
  
  
• 377)  A woman drew her long black hair out tight
  378)  And fiddled whisper music on those strings
  
  
• 384)  And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.
  
  
• 386)  In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
  
  
• 426)  London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down
  
  

Topic: Sounds

• 24)  And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
  
  
• 39)  Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
  40)  Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
  41)  Looking into the heart of light, the silence.
  
  
• 68)  With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
  
  
• 103)  'Jug Jug' to dirty ears.
  104)  And other withered stumps of time
  105)  Were told upon the walls; staring forms
  106)  Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
  107)  Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
  108)  Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
  109)  Spread out in fiery points
  110)  Glowed into words, then would be savagely still.
  
  
• 117)  'What is that noise?'
  
  
• 175)  Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed.
  
  
• 185)  But at my back in a cold blast I hear
  
  
• 197)  The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring
  
  
• 259)  O City city, I can sometimes hear
  
  
• 323)  After the frosty silence in the gardens
  324)  After the agony in stony places
  325)  The shouting and the crying
  326)  Prison and palace and reverberation
  327)  Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
  
  
• 341)  There is not even silence in the mountains
  
  
• 352)   If there were the sound of water only
  353)   Not the cicada
  354)   And dry grass singing
  355)   But sound of water over a rock
  356)   Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees
  357)   Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop
  358)   But there is no water
  
  
• 366)  What is that sound high in the air
  367)  Murmur of maternal lamentation
  
  
• 372)  Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air
  
  
• 398)  The jungle crouched, humped in silence.
  399)  Then spoke the thunder
  
  

Topic: Time

• 1)  April is the cruellest month, breeding
  
• 11)  And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
  
• 18)  I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
  
• 28)  Your shadow at morning striding behind you
  
• 29)  Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
  
• 61)  Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
  
• 67)  To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
  
• 68)  With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
  
• 104)  And other withered stumps of time
  
• 133)  'With my hair down, so. What shall we do to-morrow?
  
• 135)   The hot water at ten.
  
• 136)  And if it rains, a closed car at four.
  
• 141)  HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
  
• 148)  He's been in the army four years, he wants a good time,
  
• 152)  HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
  
• 157)  (And her only thirty-one.)
  
• 165)  HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
  
• 168)  HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
  
• 169)  HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME
  
• 170)  Goonight Bill. Goonight Lou. Goonight May. Goonight.
  
• 171)  Ta ta. Goonight. Goonight.
  
• 172)  Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night.
  
• 173)  The river's tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf
  
• 179)  Or other testimony of summer nights. The nymphs are departed.
  
• 185)  But at my back in a cold blast I hear
  
• 190)  On a winter evening round behind the gashouse
  
• 195)  Rattled by the rat's foot only, year to year.
  
• 196)  But at my back from time to time I hear
  
• 208)  Under the brown fog of a winter noon
  
• 214)  Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.
  
• 215)  At the violet hour, when the eyes and back
  
• 220)  At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives
  
• 225)  Her drying combinations touched by the sun's last rays,
  
• 226)  On the divan are piled (at night her bed)
  
• 243)  (And I Tiresias have foresuffered all
  
• 253)  When lovely woman stoops to folly and
  
• 263)  Where fishmen lounge at noon: where the walls
  
• 312)  Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
  
• 316)  Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
  
• 317)  He passed the stages of his age and youth
  
• 322)  After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
  
• 323)  After the frosty silence in the gardens
  
• 324)  After the agony in stony places
  
• 328)  He who was living is now dead
  
• 329)  We who were living are now dying
  
• 330)  With a little patience
  
• 379)  And bats with baby faces in the violet light
  
• 383)  Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours
  
• 386)  In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
  
• 404)  Which an age of prudence can never retract
  
• 415)  Only at nightfall, aetherial rumours
  
• 416)  Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus