Author Frederick Adam Wright Pour out and pour and pour again, And ‘Heliodora’ cry; Let that dear word be our refrain, As fast the wine cups fly. Three spirits fair in her combined Have come from heaven above, And we in her one body find Allurement, Grace, and Love. 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