> Let us go then, you and I,
> When the evening is spread out against the sky
> Like a patient etherised upon a table;
> **Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
> The muttering retreats
> Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
> And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
> Streets that follow like a tedious argument
> Of insidious intent
> To lead you to an overwhelming question...
> Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
> Let us go and make our visit.
>
> 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,
> And time for all the works and days of hands
> That lift and drop a question on your plate;
> Time to take to wife the woman whom you marry:
> Journey of the Magi
The lines you're remembering are actually later in the poem (highlighted in bold).
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