Module B Flashcards

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Prufrock: etherized

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Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table

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Prufrock: oyster

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Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells

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Prufrock: question

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To lead you to an overwhelming question …
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit

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Prufrock: Michelangelo

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In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

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Prufrock: yellow fog

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The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes

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Prufrock: curled

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Curled once about the house, and fell asleep

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Prufrock: time, face/faces, indecisions

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And indeed there will be time

There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,

Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

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Prufrock: dare

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To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”

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Prufrock: bald

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Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair —
(They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”)

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Prufrock: coffee spoons

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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

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Prufrock: pinned and wriggling

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When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall

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Prufrock: braceleted

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Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!)
Is it perfume from a dress
That makes me so digress

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Prufrock: cakes… crisis… marmalade… crisis

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Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea

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Prufrock: bald… prophet… eternal Footman

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Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet — and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.

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Prufrock: peach

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Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?

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Prufrock: drown

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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

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Prelude I: burnt-out

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Six o’clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.

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Prelude I: newpapers

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The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots

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Prelude I: cab-horse

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A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.

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Preludes II… IV: trampled

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sawdust-trampled street

Or trampled by insistent feet

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Rhapsody: geranium

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Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium

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Rhapsody: drum

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Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum

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Rhapsody: street lamp, lamp

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The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said

The lamp sputtered,
The lamp muttered in the dark.
The lamp hummed

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Rhapsody: twist

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And you see the corner of her eye
Twists like a crooked pin

The memory throws up high and dry
A crowd of twisted things;
A twisted branch upon the beach

A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form

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Rhapsody: time, lamp
Twelve o'clock. ... Half-past one ... Half-past two ... Half-past three ... The lamp said, 'Four o'clock, Here is the number on the door. Memory! You have the key
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Rhapsody: knife
The bed is open; the tooth-brush hangs on the wall, Put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life.' The last twist of the knife.
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Rhapsody: smells
Smells of chestnuts in the streets, And female smells in shuttered rooms, And cigarettes in corridors And cocktail smells in bars.
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Rhapsody: la lune
La lune ne garde aucune rancune, She winks a feeble eye, She smiles into corners. She smoothes the hair of the grass
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Rhapsody: smallpox, paper rose
The moon has lost her memory. A washed-out smallpox cracks her face, Her hand twists a paper rose, That smells of dust and old Cologne
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Rhapsody: nocturnal, reminiscence, geraniums
She is alone With all the old nocturnal smells That cross and cross across her brain.' The reminiscence comes Of sunless dry geraniums
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Rhapsody: rancid
The street lamp said, 'Remark the cat which flattens itself in the gutter, Slips out its tongue And devours a morsel of rancid butter.'
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Rhapsody: toy
So the hand of a child, automatic, Slipped out and pocketed a toy that was running along the quay. I could see nothing behind that child's eye I have seen eyes in the street Trying to peer through lighted shutters
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Hollow Men: no eyes
The eyes are not here There are no eyes here In this valley of dying stars
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Hollow Men: deliberate disguises
Let me also wear Such deliberate disguises Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
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Hollow Men: dream kingdom
Eyes I dare not meet in dreams In death's dream kingdom These do not appear: There, the eyes are Sunlight on a broken column
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Hollow Men: wind, fading star
And voices are In the wind's singing More distant and more solemn Than a fading star.
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Hollow men: headpiece
We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw.
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Hollow Men: dried voices
Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass
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Hollow men: whimper
This is the way the worlds ends This is the way the worlds ends This is the way the worlds ends Not with a bang but a whimper.
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Prelude II: coffee
muddy feet that press To early coffee-stands
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Prelude II: masquerades
With the other masquerades That time resumes
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Prelude II: shades
One thinks of all the hands That are raising dingy shades In a thousand furnished rooms
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Prelude IV: infinitely
The notion of some infinitely gentle Infinitely suffering thing. Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh
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Prelude IV: fuel
The worlds revolve like ancient women Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
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Prelude IV: fade
His soul stretched tight across the skies That fade behind a city block, Or trampled by insistent feet At four and five and six o’clock
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Prelude III: curled
You curled the papers from your hair, Or clasped the yellow soles of feet In the palms of both soiled hands.
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Prelude III: sordid
You tossed a blanket from the bed, You lay upon your back, and waited; You dozed, and watched the night revealing The thousand sordid images
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Prelude III: sparrows
And the light crept up between the shutters And you heard the sparrows in the gutters,
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Journey: cold
‘A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For a journey, and such a long journey: The ways deep and the weather sharp, The very dead of winter.’
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Journey: summer palaces
The summer palaces on slopes, the terraces, And the silken girls bringing sherbet. Then the camel men cursing and grumbling and running away, and wanting their liquor and women, And the night-fires going out, and the lack of shelters, And the cities hostile and the towns unfriendly And the villages dirty and charging high prices:
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Journey: folly
With the voices singing in our ears, saying That this was all folly.
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Journey: temperate
Then at dawn we came down to a temperate valley, Wet, below the snow line, smelling of vegetation;
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Journey: old white horse
With a running stream and a water-mill beating the darkness, And three trees on the low sky, And an old white horse galloped away in the meadow.
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Journey: wine-skins
Six hands at an open door dicing for pieces of silver, And feet kicking the empty wine-skins.
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Journey: satisfactory
And arriving at evening, not a moment too soon Finding the place; it was (you might say) satisfactory.
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Journey: Birth or Death?
All this was a long time ago, I remember, And I would do it again, but set down This set down This: were we led all that way for Birth or Death?
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Journey: Birth, certainly
There was a Birth, certainly We had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death, But had thought they were different; this Birth was Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.
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Journey: another death
We returned to our places, these Kingdoms, But no longer at ease here, in the old dispensation, With an alien people clutching their gods. I should be glad of another death