Author John Nott Think'st thou, I'd rail at her I prize,The nymph that's dearer than these eyes? I ne'er had any cause, I vow!Or, if I had, my ardent loveToo strong an obstacle would prove—— But Tappo's sland'rous; so art thou! Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Short 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