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Let us go then, you and I,

When the evening is spread out against the sky

Like a patient etherised 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 tedious argument

Of insidious intent

To lead you to a overwhelming question…

Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”

Let us go and make our visit.

 

Thomas Stearns Eliot, "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"