Monday Morning Coffee and Christopher of Canterbury

A.K.A. Christopher Marlowe, the 16th Century English poet second to only Shakespeare, and who was murdered in 1593, presumably in a quarrel over a tavern bill.

The Passionate Shepherd to His Love

Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasure 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
Embroidered 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 claps and amber studs.
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my Love.

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

Christopher Marlowe
published posthumously in 1599


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