T. S. Eliot Quote

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes.


'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock' (1917)


The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes.