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Nov 22, 2008, 2:17:51 PM11/22/08

Come live with me and be my ebony 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 th purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber ebony studs: And
if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my ebony 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.

Lily

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Nov 22, 2008, 2:15:34 PM11/22/08

Come live with me and be my ebony 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 th purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber ebony studs: And
if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my ebony love.

The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning:

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