Unreal City

Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled
And each man fixed his eyes before his feet

T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land, 1922

P.S. Notáveis semelhanças com o seguinte verso de Dante Alighieri em Inferno:
Si lunga tratta di gente, ch'io non avrei mai creduto che morte tanta n'avesse disfatta.