This poem from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) was unpublished in his lifetime, and is not available on The Eldritch Dark, so here's the complete text:
I thought that I had paid her a compliment
In well-timed verse designed to praise and woo,
The French title of this poem can be translated into English as "Love Poems". And it provides an interesting insight into CAS' own feelings regarding his romantic poetry, much of which I've found to be rather mundane (there are, of course, notable exceptions). It's no surprise that the poet chose not to publish this particular work, since it might provide a little too much of the behind-the-scenes "sausage making!"