White bodies naked on the low damp ground And bones cast in a little low dry garret, Rattled by the rat’s foot only, year to year.
Carpenter’s Towards Democracy ends with, “I see a great land poised as in a dream—/Waiting for the word by which it may live again/I see the stretched sleeping figure—waiting for the kiss and the re-awakening./I hear the bells pealing, and the crash of hammers,/and see beautiful parks spread—as in toy show./I see a great land waiting for its own people to come/and take possession of it.” He likens the land to a sleeping figure, unloved by the people consumed by the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Eliot makes a similar comparison when he says, “white bodies naked on the low damp ground and bones cast in a little low dry garret.” Although these could be actual human bodies covering the landscape, it is a similar image to Carpenter’s. Carpenter, however, describes the landscape as a nostalgic beauty, identifying all the places that soothe him and likening the natural world to a human being at peace. Eliot tracks the movement of a rat–infamous for being city vermin–to lead the reader to the landscape of dead bodies.