The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock | Text of the Poem

     S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse 
     A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, 
     Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
     Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo 
     Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero, 
     Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo.

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...

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