Come, prethee, leave the Courts, And range the Fields with me; A thousand pretty Rural sports I'le here invent for thee. Involv'd in blissful innocence Wee'l spend the shining day, Untoucht with that mean influence The duller world obey. About the flowry Plains wee'l rove As gay and unconfin'd As are inspir'd by thee and love The saleys of my mind. Now seated by a lovely Stream Where beauteous Mermaids haunt, My Song, while William is my Theam, Shall them and thee inchant. Then in some gentle, soft retreat, Secure as Venus' Groves, We'l all the charming things repeat That introduc'd our loves. I'le pluck fresh Garlands for thy brows, Sweet as a Zephir's breath, As far and well-design'd as those The Elisyum Lovers wreath. And, like those happy Lovers, we, As careless and as blest, Shall, in each others converse, be Of the whole world possest. Then prethee, Phillis, leave the Courts, And range the Fields with me, Since I so many harmless sports Can here procure for thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SEA-SPELL (FOR A PICTURE) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE PRINCESS: SONG by ALFRED TENNYSON EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 35. PERSEVERE by PHILIP AYRES TO WILLIAM WORDSWORTH; ON THE PUBLICATION OF HIS POEM, 'PETER BELL' by BERNARD BARTON PSALM 84: THE SPARROW by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 17 by THOMAS CAMPION |