Christopher Marlowe - The Passionate Shepherd to His Love

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Christopher Marlowe - The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
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Duration: 5:41
Lyrics
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 the 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
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- Christopher Marlowe