Eliot’s Poetry


“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”

Quotes “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table[.]
In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo.
For I have known them all already, known them all: Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room. So how should I presume?
I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown.