Author Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Love , the immortal thing, by Time constrained — Is as a spirit by some devil bound, — His voice an unintelligible sound, His aspect harsh despair and beauty feigned. 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