The Passionate Shepherd to His Love 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 poesies, 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 vbuds, 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 dellight each May morning, If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love. By Marlowe 最近上文學課學到英詩 覺得很有意思 便來這個版上逛逛 版上的東西好豐富哦... 這首馬簍的詩,我還蠻喜歡的 和大家分享分享 那種如憧景中的愛,即無憂無慮地在愛中生活的樣子.... 很夢幻.... --

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