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Reply to the Shepard

March 17, 2014
By RedWulf GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
RedWulf GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
You say crazy like it's a bad thing.

Run away with you and be yours?
To see my friends and family no more?
To live by the mountainsides makes me quake with fear,
For the rocks will surely fall and crush us, souls no longer here.

And rocks are hardly soft to sit upon
And my ears too delicate for the birds crass songs.
What if the river wastes away with thee?
Or takes your cap and it floats away free?

When the winter comes and the roses die,
Where than shall my head lie?
And leaves of myrtle makes my nose twitch
And causes me, on my legs and arms, itch

Wool is heavy and turns my skin red
And for me to see a little lamb, slain dead
Is too gruesome for my innocent eyes.
Gold is heavy and in truth, for shoes at least, unwise.

Straw and Ivy are coarse and quite tough
And the scrapes of of coral too my soft skin, quite rough.
My love, my heart and my soul.
If thou wishes my heart, I pray change thy goal.

And if thou swains shall dance and sing
Will they do their jobs or anything?
These delights make my heart still
Change thy promises or my heart changes its will.

The author's comments:
The reply to this:

Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
And all the craggy mountains yields.

There we will sit upon the 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
With a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap pf 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 linèd 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' 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

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