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Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888-1965)

Preludes


I
              1The winter evening settles down
              2With smell of steaks in passageways.
              3Six o'clock.
              4The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
              5And now a gusty shower wraps
              6The grimy scraps
              7Of withered leaves about your feet
              8And newspapers from vacant lots;
              9The showers beat
            10On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
            11And at the corner of the street
            12A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
            13And then the lighting of the lamps.

II
            14The morning comes to consciousness
            15Of faint stale smells of beer
            16From the sawdust-trampled street
            17With all its muddy feet that press
            18To early coffee-stands.

            19With the other masquerades
            20That time resumes,
            21One thinks of all the hands
            22That are raising dingy shades
            23In a thousand furnished rooms.

III
            24You tossed a blanket from the bed,
            25You lay upon your back, and waited;
            26You dozed, and watched the night revealing
            27The thousand sordid images
            28Of which your soul was constituted;
            29They flickered against the ceiling.
            30And when all the world came back
            31And the light crept up between the shutters
            32And you heard the sparrows in the gutters,
            33You had such a vision of the street
            34As the street hardly understands;
            35Sitting along the bed's edge, where
            36You curled the papers from your hair,
            37Or clasped the yellow soles of feet
            38In the palms of both soiled hands.

IV
            39His soul stretched tight across the skies
            40That fade behind a city block,
            41Or trampled by insistent feet
            42At four and five and six o'clock;
            43And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
            44And evening newspapers, and eyes
            45Assured of certain certainties,
            46The conscience of a blackened street
            47Impatient to assume the world.

            48I am moved by fancies that are curled
            49Around these images, and cling:
            50The notion of some infinitely gentle
            51Infinitely suffering thing.

            52Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
            53The worlds revolve like ancient women
            54Gathering fuel in vacant lots.

Notes

1] Perhaps influenced by Jules Laforgue's "Préludes Autographiques" (Poésies complètes, ed. Pascal Pia [Le Livre de Poche, 1970]: 30), the first poem in his first volume.

8] lots: properties without houses built on them.

16] sawdust-trampled street: sawdust was used to take up dirt on floors.

22] shades: window blinds.

36] papers for curling one's hair.


Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
© T.S. Eliot and Faber and Faber Ltd 1974
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries.

Original text: T. S. Eliot, Prufrock and Other Observations (London: The Egoist, 1917): 24-26. E546 P784 1917 Fisher Rare Book Library.
First publication date: July 1915
Publication date note: First printed in Blast 2 (July 1915). Donald Gallup, T. S. Eliot: A Bibliography (London: Faber and Faber, 1969): A1, C19.
RPO poem editor: Ian Lancashire
RP edition: RPO 1998.
Recent editing: 2:2002/4/24

Composition date: October 1910 - November 1911
Rhyme: irregular


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