Tuesday, February 20, 2007

An Ode To Derby



An Ode To Derby

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.

By,
Christopher Marlowe

12 comments:

Scooby, Shaggy & Scout said...

Um, Skittles, we think Christopher Marlowe said that first, but you must be a well learned cat to be able to quote that. And Derby better start paying you some attention before some other cat snaps you up, you little cutie!
ps: very cute picture!

WW said...

Dear Scooby, Shaggy, and Scout,

Christopher Marlowe? Who's that?(purr purr)

Skittles, The Cat

Kimo & Sabi said...

Furry nice ode!

Daisy said...

I just came from Derby's blog and had to check out yer poem. I think there is going to be a cat fight soon. I hope I can watch.

I am off to visit Mia now...

Rosie & Cheeto said...

OH MY GUDNESS, Skittles. Yer poem was so grate and yer picktur is absolutelie amazing. Yer vary flexibul and that's a grate quality fur Derby to think abowt cause it meens yoo are able to do a thurough job when taking a bath!

Big Piney Woods Cats said...

I smell trouble!!!

Mittens

WW said...

To All:

After Scooby, Shaggy and Scout told me the poem was written by Christopher Marlowe, I confronted my pet human.

I had been crying on her shoulder, explaining how I was in love with Derby, but Derby had a girlfriend. She gave me the poem to post. I thought it came from my pet human, not some guy several hundred years ago.

My pet human fessed up. She said she didn't think I would actually take credit for it. But of course I always take credit for things my pet human does, which is why put my name on it.

I posted another poem, one that I really did write, without help from my pet human.

Skittles, The Cat

WW said...

Dear Derby,

The poem still expresses my deepest feelings for you perfectly!

Skittles, The Cat

Scooby, Shaggy & Scout said...

Oh sweet little kitty Skittles,
Humans down through the years have been expressing their love with that poem. There is nothing wrong doing that, because it is a gorgeous love poem!

WW said...

Dear Scooby, Shaggy and Scout,

Thank you for understanding!

Skittles, The Cat

Derby said...

I see you have given Mr. Marlowe is due. Thank you.

WW said...

Dear Derby,

I must confess, I mislead my wonderful companion, Skittles, The Cat. I didn't tell her about Marlowe.

I am a hopeless romantic...and totally into British literature.

WW
AKA: Pet Human of Skittles, The Cat.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

An Ode To Derby



An Ode To Derby

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.

By,
Christopher Marlowe

12 comments:

Scooby, Shaggy & Scout said...

Um, Skittles, we think Christopher Marlowe said that first, but you must be a well learned cat to be able to quote that. And Derby better start paying you some attention before some other cat snaps you up, you little cutie!
ps: very cute picture!

WW said...

Dear Scooby, Shaggy, and Scout,

Christopher Marlowe? Who's that?(purr purr)

Skittles, The Cat

Kimo & Sabi said...

Furry nice ode!

Daisy said...

I just came from Derby's blog and had to check out yer poem. I think there is going to be a cat fight soon. I hope I can watch.

I am off to visit Mia now...

Rosie & Cheeto said...

OH MY GUDNESS, Skittles. Yer poem was so grate and yer picktur is absolutelie amazing. Yer vary flexibul and that's a grate quality fur Derby to think abowt cause it meens yoo are able to do a thurough job when taking a bath!

Big Piney Woods Cats said...

I smell trouble!!!

Mittens

WW said...

To All:

After Scooby, Shaggy and Scout told me the poem was written by Christopher Marlowe, I confronted my pet human.

I had been crying on her shoulder, explaining how I was in love with Derby, but Derby had a girlfriend. She gave me the poem to post. I thought it came from my pet human, not some guy several hundred years ago.

My pet human fessed up. She said she didn't think I would actually take credit for it. But of course I always take credit for things my pet human does, which is why put my name on it.

I posted another poem, one that I really did write, without help from my pet human.

Skittles, The Cat

WW said...

Dear Derby,

The poem still expresses my deepest feelings for you perfectly!

Skittles, The Cat

Scooby, Shaggy & Scout said...

Oh sweet little kitty Skittles,
Humans down through the years have been expressing their love with that poem. There is nothing wrong doing that, because it is a gorgeous love poem!

WW said...

Dear Scooby, Shaggy and Scout,

Thank you for understanding!

Skittles, The Cat

Derby said...

I see you have given Mr. Marlowe is due. Thank you.

WW said...

Dear Derby,

I must confess, I mislead my wonderful companion, Skittles, The Cat. I didn't tell her about Marlowe.

I am a hopeless romantic...and totally into British literature.

WW
AKA: Pet Human of Skittles, The Cat.