Turning Wearily, as one would turn to nod goodbye to Rochefoucauld, If the street were time and he as the end of the street.
T. S. Eliot (2012). “The Waste Land, Prufrock and Other Poems”, p.20, Courier Corporation
Turning Wearily, as one would turn to nod goodbye to Rochefoucauld, If the street were time and he as the end of the street.