| 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, | 5 |
| 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, | 10 |
| 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, | 15 |
| Then live with me and be my love. | |
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If that the world and love were young, |
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| And truth in every shepherd’s tongue, | |
| These pretty pleasures might me move, | |
| To live with thee and be thy love. | 20 |