Author William Wordsworth The Crescent-moon, the Star of Love, Glories of evening, as ye there are seen With but a span of sky between ā Speak one of you, my doubts remove, Which is the attendant Page and which the Queen? Tags Short Poems 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 Average: 4.5 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments