Donne v. Marlowe

OK, Nabakov, here you are:


Come live with me and be my 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
Embroider’d 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 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.

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.

(Donne was here, for any puzzled newcomers…)

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4 Responses to Donne v. Marlowe

  1. Hey — it didn’t like my comment. Not spam. hmmm. It won’t let me post

  2. Aha — it didn’t like the link I posted — oh well, I posted for you at my blog, Sharon!

    (Ed. note: Let’s see if it’ll let me add the link.

  3. Ancarett says:

    I posted one at my blog, as well. (Ed note: link added:

    Oh, and I might be losing a very good student of mine to Wales for a few years. If so, I’ll be sure and put her in contact with you, here!

  4. Sharon says:

    I think I’m going to have to change my spam killer. I hear good things about Spam Karma, unless anyone has any other suggestions? (Tell me what to google if you can’t leave a link…)

    Now to go see what ADM and Ancarett have put up for me. (I feel like a 5 year old about to open her birthday presents!) :)

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