| T.S. Eliot (1888–1965). Prufrock and Other Observations. 1920. | | | | 6. The Boston Evening Transcript |
| | | THE READERS of the Boston Evening Transcript | |
| Sway in the wind like a field of ripe corn. | |
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| When evening quickens faintly in the street, | |
| Wakening the appetites of life in some | |
| And to others bringing the Boston Evening Transcript, | 5 |
| I mount the steps and ring the bell, turning | |
| Wearily, as one would turn to nod good-bye to Rochefoucauld, | |
| If the street were time and he at the end of the street, | |
| And I say, “Cousin Harriet, here is the Boston Evening Transcript.” | | | | |
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