| 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. | |
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| And we will sit upon the rocks, |
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| And see the shepherds feed their flocks | |
| By shallow rivers, to whose falls | |
| Melodious birds sing madrigals. | |
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| And I will make thee beds of roses | |
| And a thousand fragrant posies; |
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| A cap of flowers, and a kirtle | |
| Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. | |
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| A gown made of the finest wool | |
| Which from our pretty lambs we pull; | |
| Fair-linèd slippers for the cold, |
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| With buckles of the purest gold. | |
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| 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. |
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| 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. | |