Come Live With Me and be My Love

Come live with me and be my love ,

Was the passionate shepherd's cry

Some three hundred years since.

In Marlow's day the longing sigh

Of the frustrated lover was no less

Than now. Echoing down the ages

Come sad words, glad words, words of anxious

Entreaty, to join those on present day pages

Which sing the same song. Since those first two

In the garden romantic visions

of love and joy delight mankind.

Sweeping it on to the great decision.

MSK