Evening Quote by T. S. Eliot Download Open image “The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways.” — T. S. Eliot ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Evening Food Settling Settling down Smell Steak Winter
The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps The grimy scraps Of withered leaves about your feet And newspapers from vacant lots; The showers beat On broken blinds and chimney-pots, And at the corner of the street A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.… — Anonymous Copy Share
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