Sunday, February 20, 2011

Come live with me and be my Love

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, dale and field,
        And all the craggy mountains yield.
        There will we sit upon the rocks       
        And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
        By shallow rivers, to whose falls
        Melodious birds sing madrigals.
        There will I 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. 
        Thy silver dishes for thy meat
        As precious as the gods do eat,
        Shall on an ivory table be
        Prepared each day for thee and me.
        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.

~ C. Marlowe~

What a week....we had a call from our daughter K.   I am all a flutter....our dear K. has told us that she and B. are to be married!  Oh what joy to my Love and I...


Elizabeth said...

Oh, congratulations! Is this your first child to be married?

Ellen said...

Elizabeth....Our first born and our first to wed!

Caroline of Salsa Pie said...

Congratulations to your daughter!! I also love the photo. If that is your daughter, I think she looks so much like you. It's a gorgeous picture.

Ellen said...

Caroline....that is indeed my daughter and her honey...

deb colarossi said...

oh... swoon.
beauty and love....


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