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 beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies;
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with 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 move,
Come live with me and by my Love.

The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
For delight each May morning-
If these delights mind may move,
Then live with me and be my Love.

Who Ever Loved That Loved
Not at First Sight?

It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should love, the other win;
And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows; let it suffice
What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever , that not at first sight?