Come live with me

Lyrics
Come live with me, and be my love And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dales and fields And all the craggy mountains yields If all the world and love were young And truth in ev'ry shepherd's tongue These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love And we will sit upon the rocks Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals Time drives the flocks from field to fold When rivers rage and rocks grow cold; And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Fair linèd slippers for the cold With buckles of the purest gold; Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten In folly ripe, in reason rotten The shepherd 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 If youth could last, and love still breed Had joys no date, nor age no need Then these delights my mind might move To live with thee and be thy love
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Credits
- Writers
- John Rutter
- Christopher Marlowe
- Walter Raleigh