Christopher Marlowe

(26 February 1564 - 30 May 1593 / Canterbury, England)

The Passionate Shepherd To His Love - Poem by Christopher Marlowe

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,
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 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.


Comments about The Passionate Shepherd To His Love by Christopher Marlowe

  • (4/8/2017 11:15:00 PM)


    Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks
    Marvelous imagery as also style of narration and invitation.
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  • Jeanette Telusma (4/8/2017 6:18:00 PM)


    And I will make thee beds of roses
    And a thousand fragrant poises... Great write ++++10
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  • Joshua Adeyemi (4/8/2017 6:11:00 AM)


    A passionate shepherd indeed! ....Good job done! . (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (4/8/2017 5:52:00 AM)


    a lovey romantic poem written in a far gone age? but only for the select few who could read it! (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (4/8/2017 1:28:00 AM)


    Of the finest wool. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (4/8/2017 12:51:00 AM)


    A thousand fragrant poises... thanks for posting.... (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (7/22/2016 3:04:00 PM)


    Ya I agree with Ninisha's comments. (Report) Reply

  • Nimisha R. Chhetri (7/14/2016 11:56:00 AM)


    its supposed to be blank verse and had rhyming words.. a doubt? (Report) Reply

  • Nimisha R. Chhetri (7/14/2016 11:50:00 AM)


    i have a doubt
    it is supposed to be a blank verse poem but it contains rhyme. how?
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  • Nimisha R. Chhetri (7/14/2016 11:49:00 AM)


    i have a doubt. a blank verse poem doesn't contain rhyme but here it does contain. what does it mean? (Report) Reply

  • Alisha Castle (1/22/2016 8:54:00 AM)


    Good........................... (Report) Reply

  • (9/14/2015 4:17:00 AM)


    A very good poem on wedding and enjoyed... (Report) Reply

  • (8/30/2015 9:30:00 PM)


    ............wow! ....beautiful rhythm and I would love too ★ (Report) Reply

  • David  Chishimba (8/13/2015 10:43:00 PM)


    Veey good ooem..I love it.. (Report) Reply

  • Edgar Stevens (5/22/2015 9:08:00 AM)


    that's one nice poem (Report) Reply

  • Rajesh Thankappan (1/2/2015 9:36:00 AM)


    A great rhyming poem with plethora of tempting temptations laid on the menu which a maiden can hardly resist. (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (12/4/2014 8:59:00 AM)


    I totally agree with everything John Richter said below. Much more than I would have the energy to write, but well worth reading.
    Well done, John!
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  • (12/4/2014 8:15:00 AM)


    A marvelous poem and the nature is taken in such care and observation in the poem. (Report) Reply

  • (12/4/2014 7:20:00 AM)


    It's always refreshing to read poetry from a time when sight rhyme like move and love were commonplace and not lost on the reader... I think it was such an intimate thing between poet and reader. In todays world, where we run at such maddening pace, and are swamped over completely with electronic devices that rule us - it seems such lovely little things have become lost. Sadly. My favorite poets - all of the 18th and 19th centuries - use sight rhyme prolifically. I find it quite endearing, as though the authors themselves were sitting across from me winking as I fall into their worlds. As for the rest of the poem - I find it a beautiful quatrain enticement to win the heart of a young damsel... The meter is near perfect and was most certainly appraised by his contemporaries as immaculate.... With that said - this first poem of his that I have read does not move me in any particular way. Perhaps if I were a starry eyed damsel in 1550 it would have a different effect on me. As a general rule I do not like love poems because love is rarely the cause for them. If you are enticing someone you barely know to be your woman, how could that be love? Love is rarely the cause of such poems. Sounds more like mother nature and hormones to me. What bothers me most about it is not that such human and innate things exists, but rather that so many bards prefer to mask it with flowery speech and hide behind a mistaken label of love. Love is something that comes after courtship.... (Report) Reply

  • (6/30/2014 5:07:00 PM)


    ..............a beautiful invitation....should definitely be on a valentine's card....loved... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 4, 2012


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