The Passionate Shepherd to His Love

• Come live with me and be my Love,
• And we will all the pleasures prove
• That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
• Or woods or steepy mountain yields.
• And we will sit upon the rocks,
• And see 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-linèd 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.