The Passionate Shepher to his Love – Christopher Marlowe

The Passionate Shepherd to his Love
  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
Embroider’d 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 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.

Christopher Marlowe


2 comentarios (+¿añadir los tuyos?)

  1. Magenta
    Abr 20, 2006 @ 03:02:19

    Hi Martita,
    I stopped by to see what you are reading and was pleased to find this poem. It is one I discovered as a teen and it kstands the test of time. I recently discovered a new  noire prose writer that is amazing; Mayra Santos-Febres.


  2. Magenta
    Abr 21, 2006 @ 01:48:43

    Hi Martita,
    The name of the book I read was "Any Wednesday I\’m Yours."



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