T.S. Eliot's The Waste Land, with Annotations (and other explanations) by Jonathan Vold

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Lines 203-214: Twit twit twit...

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203           Twit twit twit
204           Jug jug jug jug jug jug
205           So rudely forc'd.
206           Tereu

207           Unreal City
208           Under the brown fog of a winter noon
209           Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant
210           Unshaven, with a pocket full of currants
211           C.i.f. London: documents at sight,
212           Asked me in demotic French
213           To luncheon at the Cannon Street Hotel 
214           Followed by a weekend at the Metropole.

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