Christopher Marlowe

Come 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 whose falls, melodious birds sing madrigals. 

And I will make thee beds of roses and a thousand fragrant posies, 
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle embroidered all with leaves of myrtle; 

A gown made of the finest wool, which from our pretty lambs we pull; 
Fair lined slippers for the cold, with buckles of th purest gold; 

A belt of straw and ivy buds, with coral clasps and amber studs: 
And if these pleasures may thee move, come live with me and be my love. 

The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing for thy delight each May morning: 
If these delights thy mind may move, then live with me and be my love.

My thanks to Andrea for introducing me to this poem.

Comments

  1. Hahaha, it is a bit serendipitous to see you posting this. Thanks for letting me rememer it again, oh yes Christopher Marlowe. By the way, because of your visit to my 1st blog i went to your link, then went to the landscape link, didn't find you, so i went back to your main. I was a bit confused because i know you're female then the header here is male. I said oh maybe he is the man of her life! Then here i am! Thanks for your first visit i was introduced here.

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  2. P.S. I wish there is a sharing widget option in this site, so i can share the poem. Thanks so much.

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  3. Hey Andrea! Thanks for your visit and again thanks for the introduction to this poem. The Green Man is just a title and folk legend I like. Happy weekend to you :0)

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