17. The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
—— C. Marlowe
e live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to who falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
And I will make thee beds of ros
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A gown made of the fi wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if the pleasures may thee move,
e live with me, and be my love.
The shepherds’ swains shall dand sing
For thy delight each May m:
If the delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.