Read the poem “Fog,” by Carl Sandburg.The fog comeson little cat feet.It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on.Which lines from "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" most likely influenced Sandburg’s poem?Let us go then, you and I,When the evening is spread out against the skyLike a patient etherized upon a table;The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes,Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,I should have been a pair of ragged clawsScuttling across the floors of silent seas.Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streetsAnd watched the smoke that rises from the pipesOf lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?