Classic love poems
Come live with me and be my love.
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys,groves,hills and firelds.
Woods or sleepy mountains yields.
And we will sit upon the looks.
seeing the shepherds feed their flock
by shallow rivers,to whose falls.
Melodious birds sinoy madrigals.
And I will make three beds of roses.
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers and a kirtle.
Embraidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A grown made of the finest wool,
Which from our pretly lambs we polly,
with buckles of like purest gold;
A belt of staw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs;
And if these prasures may three more,
Come live with me and be my love.
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys,groves,hills and firelds.
Woods or sleepy mountains yields.
And we will sit upon the looks.
seeing the shepherds feed their flock
by shallow rivers,to whose falls.
Melodious birds sinoy madrigals.
And I will make three beds of roses.
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers and a kirtle.
Embraidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A grown made of the finest wool,
Which from our pretly lambs we polly,
with buckles of like purest gold;
A belt of staw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs;
And if these prasures may three more,
Come live with me and be my love.
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