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Love song of J. A. Prufrock. By Jonathan Love. Like a patient etherized upon a table;. Before the taking of a toast and tea. Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,. My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin—. The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,.
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Love song of J. A. Prufrock By Jonathan Love
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,