Did you know Eliot (who was multilingual) originally wrote that in French?
From memory (i.e. with bugs)
"Phlébas le Phénicien, pendant quinze jours noyé
Oubliait les cris des mouettes et la houle de Cornouaille
Et les profites et les pertes, et son cargaison d’étain…"
I thought the original much better because it puts things in context, placing it off Cornwall and carrying tin. However…We can’t have élitism like that. In the new post-truth era we must have Freedom Poetry, not French Poetry.