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作曲 : Anonymous

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 rocks

And see 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 poises

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 clasps and amber studs

And if these pleasures may thee move

Come live with me, and be my love

The shepherds's 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

If all the world and love were young

And truth in every shepherd's tongue

These pretty pleasures might me move

To live with thee and be thy love

But time drives the flocks from field to fold

When rivers rage and rocks grow cold

When Philomel becometh dumb

The rest complains of cares to come

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields

To wayward winter reckoning yields

A honey tongue, a heart of gall

Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall

Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses

Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies

Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten--

In folly ripe, in reason rotten

Thy belt of straw and ivy buds

Thy coral claps and somber studs

All these in me no means can move

To come to thee and be thy love

But could youth last and love still breed

Had joys no date nor age no need

Then these delights my mind might move

To live with thee and be thy love