A bit of a mash-up here, a Christopher Marlowe (1564-1593) poem transformed into a 1930s dance song. From the film Richard III. The singing starts at 2:22.
Here's the original poem:
COME 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 |
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle | |
Embroider'd 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, | 15 |
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. | 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. |
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