This is the season above all other when the feel of “isn’t nature perfect, let’s just ignore the world and its worries and be outside” is dominant… Besides, I have other reasons to be thinking of this poem Winking smile

The White Bridge

(from Christopher Marlowe’s “The passionate shepherd to his love” 1599)

Come live with me and be my love,

And we will all the pleasures prove

Woodland path

That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,

Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

Looking along road past Freddie's Dam

And we will sit upon the rocks,

Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,

Waterlilies and roses

By shallow rivers to whose falls

Melodious birds sing madrigals.


And I will make thee beds of roses

And a thousand fragrant posies…

Cascade rose

… If these delights thy mind may move,

Then live with me and be my love.

Croft Cottage Garden

The love’s reply, by Sir Walter Raleigh, and a more modern comment, awaits another post…


6 thoughts on “Part 1 COME LIVE WITH ME AND BE MY LOVE

  1. Hi Jack! You are looking very Springy down your way. Are those white azaleas along the water on the far shore? Your water lilies are breath taking. We’re at that point where perfect new growth has become a bit ragged. Renewal looks very good on your garden and will do wonders for mine soon but not until we’ve been cool and sodden a while.

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