[bad word] live with me and be my Love,  
And we will all the pleasures prove  
That hills and valleys, dale and field,  
And all the craggy mountains yield.  
  
There will we sit upon the rocks          5
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,  
By shallow rivers, to whose falls  
Melodious birds sing madrigals.  
  
There will I make thee beds of roses  
And a thousand fragrant posies,   10
cap of flowers, and a kirtle  
Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle.  
  
gown made of the finest wool  
Which from our pretty lambs we pull,  
Fair linèd slippers for the cold,   15
With buckles of the purest gold.  
  
belt of straw and ivy buds  
With coral clasps and amber studs:  
And if these pleasures may thee move,  [bad word] live with me and be my Love.   20
  
Thy silver dishes for thy meat  
As precious as the gods do eat,  
Shall on an ivory table be  
Prepared each day for thee and me.  
  
The shepherd swains shall dance and sing   25
For thy delight each May-morning:  
If these delights thy mind may move,  
Then live with me and be my Love.