I’ve had this poem running through my head all day, so I thought to put it up for your pleasure (or your pain, depending on if you like it or no.) I’m not usually a devotee of the more flowery poems, but I always liked this one.
What are your favorite poems, or just the ones that catch in your head once in a while?
Come live with me and be my love
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of 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 lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of th 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.
One that always gets stuck in my head is this one:
Love bade me welcome
Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-ey’d Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lack’d anything.
“A guest,” I answer’d, “worthy to be here”;
Love said, “You shall be he.”
“I, the unkind, the ungrateful? ah my dear,
I cannot look on thee.”
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
“Who made the eyes but I?”
“Truth, Lord, but I have marr’d them; let my shame
Go where it doth deserve.”
“And know you not,” says Love, “who bore the blame?”
“My dear, then I will serve.”
“You must sit down,” says Love, “and taste my meat.”
So I did sit and eat.
I saw this one presented as a skit with various interpretations by Uni students when I was in high school…consequently, it’s one that’s always stuck with me…
I’ve got another one that I get stuck in my head ocassionally…this one my Geography teacher gave out to the class…:gulp:
MY FIRST TIME
The sky was dark The moon was high
All alone Just her and I
Her hair so soft Her eyes so blue
I knew just what She wanted to do
Her skin so smooth Her legs so fine
I ran my fingers down her spine
I didn’t know how but I tried my best
To place my hand on her breasts
I remember my fear my fast beating heart
But slowly she spread Her legs apart
And when she did it I felt no shame
All at once the white stuff came
At last it’s finished it’s all over now
My first time milking a cow!
Every time I hear it, I swear, I get chills down my spine.
The Shortest Day
And so the Shortest Day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive.
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, revelling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us - listen!
All the long echoes, sing the same delight,
This Shortest Day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And now so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Not quite a poem, but whenever I go into my maths classroom the song ‘Is this the way to amarillo?’ comes into my head. My maths teacher once did a rendition of peter kay miming it at the end of a school year. Purple suit and all.