The Compleat ^Angler 



A gown made of the finest wool 

 Which from our pretty lambs we pull; 

 Slippers lined choicely 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. 



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, 

 For thy delight, each May morning, 

 If these delights thy mind may move, 

 Then live with me, and be my love. 



