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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (excerpt)

T. S. Eliot

Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedius argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question...
Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
Let us go and make our visit.

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"The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" (excerpt) from The Collected Poems 1909-1962. Reprinted with the permission of Faber & Faber, Inc.


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