midday
Down that falls . Ferns then , or white feathers , for ever and ever -- Desiring truth , awaiting it , laboriously distilling a few words , for ever desiring -- -LRB- a cry starts to the left , another to the right . Wheels strike divergently . Omnibuses conglomerate in conflict -RRB- -- for ever desiring -- -LRB- the clock asseverates with twelve distinct strokes that it is midday ; light sheds gold scales ; children swarm -RRB- -- for ever desiring truth . Red is the dome ; coins hang on the trees ; smoke trails from the chimneys ; bark , shout , cry `` Iron for sale '' -- and truth ? Radiating to a point men 's feet and women 's feet , black or gold-encrusted -- -LRB- This foggy weather -- Sugar ? No , thank you -- The commonwealth of the future -RRB- -- the firelight darting and making the room red , save for the black figures and their bright eyes , while outside a van discharges , Miss Thingummy drinks tea at her desk , and plate-glass preserves fur coats -- Flaunted , leaf-light , drifting at corners , blown across the wheels , silver-splashed , home or not home , gathered , scattered , squandered in separate scales , swept up , down , torn , sunk , assembled -- and truth ?