Author Nicholas Breton A placed alone is but an idle worde.E parce E, spells nothinge but it selfe;I yet alone male lovely thoughtes afoorde:but O, alas, dothe plaie the frowarde elfe:to prove the Reason of this Riddle true:not A nor E nor O, but I and yow. 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