What is this look? I'm suddenly aghast.
There was another I'd hoped to find!
You turn upon me eyes warm with desire;
I did not think to merely quench a fire --
For surely, in this steadfast heart and mind,
The time for travesties on love is past!
I am not flattered by your body's choice
Of me, and you can wonder why you failed
Utterly , when you thought, and rightly so,
I came here seeking love! You'll never know
Why I refused you; with a look curtailed
This lust so it could never use your voice.
    Scorn for your momentary want have I -
    Who'll love you, hopelessly, until I die.

*It is a mystery as to why Lee, who was an impeccable speller, wrote the word "crisis" this way.