The Collected Poems of Rupert Brooke: With a Memoir/Lust

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How should I know? The enormous wheels of will
  Drove me cold-eyed on tired and sleepless feet.
Night was void arms and you a phantom still,
  And day your far light swaying down the street.
As never fool for love, I starved for you;
  My throat was dry and my eyes hot to see.
Your mouth so lying was most heaven in view,
  And your remembered smell most agony.

Love wakens love! I felt your hot wrist shiver
  And suddenly the mad victory I planned
    Flashed real, in your burning bending head. . . .
My conqueror's blood was cool as a deep river
  In shadow; and my heart beneath your hand
    Quieter than a dead man on a bed.

This work was published before January 1, 1925, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.