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Sonnets To Sundry Notes Of Music - V - Live with me, and be my love Post by :madec Category :Poems Author :William Shakespeare Date :July 2011 Read :2944

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Sonnets To Sundry Notes Of Music - V - Live with me, and be my love

V - Live with me, and be my love

Live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
And all the craggy mountains yields.

There will we sit upon the rocks,
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers, by whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

There will I make thee a bed of roses,
With a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle.

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


If that the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee and be thy love.

Content of V - Live with me, and be my love (William Shakespeare's poems: Sonnets to Sundry Notes of Music)

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