I've been listening of late to various voices reciting bits of Tom Eliot's greatest hits - usually whilst shaving. A particular favourite is the poet's own voice, with his quite extraordinary accent, but I'd give first prize to Alec Guinness, especially in action on Four Quartets.
But it was only just this evening I chanced upon Groucho paying homage to the recently deceased Eliot, with a reading of Gus - the Theatre Cat. Genius. Well, two of them, actually.
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