Author Jethro Bithell Ask not overmuch for fairForm and face: let women beGood: beauty is but a snare:Gladly woo, if good is she.After the strewn leaves of rosesRicher the rich mind uncloses.Boorish is he, and unwise,Who judges women by the eyes. 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