Live With Me and Be My Love
Live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove…
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Then live with me and be my love.
— The Passionate Pilgrim

Live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove…
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Then live with me and be my love.
— The Passionate Pilgrim

Therefore I’ll lie with love, and love with me,
Since that our faults in love thus smother’d be.
–The Passionate Pilgrim

Love’s arms are peace, ‘gainst rule, ‘gainst sense, ‘gainst shame,
And sweetens, in the suffering pangs it bears,
The aloes of all forces, shocks, and fears.
–A Lover’s Complaint