There is not any book
Or face of dearest look
That I would not turn from now
To go into the unknown
I must enter, and leave, alone,
I know not how.
Source: Lights Out.
-- Edward Thomas, (Mar 3 1878-1917), English poet, critic; His poems, If I Should Ever By Chance and Early One Morning have been collected into Poems, 1917 and Last Poems, 1918.