We that were friends to-night have found <br />A sudden fear, a secret flame: <br />I am on fire with that soft sound <br />You make, in uttering my name. <br />Forgive a young and boastful man <br />Whom dreams delight and passions please, <br />And love me as great women can <br />Who have no children at their knees.<br /><br />James Elroy Flecker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-that-were-friends/
