Author George Colman In love are all these ills: suspicions, quarrels, Wrongs, reconcilements, war, and peace again. Things thus uncertain, if by Reason's rules You'd certain make, it were as wise a task To try with reason to run mad. 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 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments