Author J. A. Pott That diamond, emerald, and sard Adorn my Stella's hand, That jaspers bright should deck the bard I well can understand. For as he set a lovely lay With jewels bright and rare, A few escaped, and these are they That now his hand doth wear. Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments